Self-

I am considering the effects of constant blogging on the psyche. I wonder if it is healthy to examine, in the presence of others, my past, present, and future (and my family's). I worry I am becoming one giant skeleton for the flesh and sinew of this blog. And the reason I worry is because I have recently begun holding up my end of conversations with references to my blog entries.
 
Sample Hypothetical Conversation With Other Person:

Other Person:  My problem, blah, blah, my situation, blah, blah, my opinion, blah, blah.

Me: I know what you mean. Have you read my blog entry "Silence"? It deals with this subject.

Other Person: No. Because I hate your blog.

Me:  Well, you should read "Sanitizer" then. It's all about what we're discussing here.

Other Person: I did. It was crappy.

Me: I think you might at least relate to "Salinger, J.D.".

Other Person: Whatever. You're full of yourself.

Me: You know, I addressed that in "Surface".

I begin to wonder which came first. Did the blog spring from utter self-absorption or did utter self-absorption spring from the blog?

Sample Hypothetical Discussion With My Blog:

Me: You have made me self-absorbed. For shame.

My Blog: Please.You were withdrawn and self-serving way before I came along. Hey, that's a great blog title - Self-Serving. It could be about how you used to offer to bake the pizza for you and your sister's lunch so you could give yourself three centimeters more. Plus also, eight more fries.

Me: If that gets out, you are coming down so fast your Stats will spin.

My Blog: You wouldn't do it. You would agonize over whether or not the Russians and the German were trying to check in. (Like they care.) Ooo, that's a great title for a blog entry - "Self-aggrandizement".

Me: Why does this always have to be about me? What about all the things you've done?

My Blog: Like providing a vehicle for your sense of Self-worth? Another great title! That one can be about the time you thought someone was complimenting you, and you said, "Thank you so much!", only to discover they were referring to your husband.

Me:  I'm not talking to you anymore. You're mean.

My Blog:  I'm rubber and you're glue, so...

Me:  Oh, that's real mature. You are the most "Self-Congratulatory" blog I've ever managed. Go screw yourself. You can call it "Screw Yourself" - with my permission.

My Blog:  Someone's maaaad. Oh, wait......

Me:  Never mind!

My Blog: See you tomorrow then?

Me: Heck, yeah.