No, I haven't run out of my office stash of Cheez-its. Although I love that the internet brought me into the blogosphere, I think our ability to be constantly connected to every second of other peoples' lives has turned us into occasional mini-stalkers, who, in turn, create scenarios and suspicions that are unnecessary and unfounded. When I say "our" and "us," I really mean "my" and "me." Trying to sound a bit more general, and I'm sure I'm not fooling anybody.
Sometimes I feel like the girl who was invited to the party, got there and nobody else had shown up. I get all excited about something, talk it up to everybody, work myself into an emotional tizzy, then find out that it really wasn't that special to begin with.
But, the eternal optimistic, I realize that I gain nothing by giving up.