I feel like that line from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone when Hagrid accidentally tells the kids about Fluffy, the vicious 3-headed guard dog: “I shouldn’t have said that. I should not have said that.” I made a snarky post on Twitter last night that I can just hear my brother doubled-over in laughter about (partly because of the music reference — which he would totally appreciate :), and partly because I didn’t think before I spoke/wrote). I have since deleted it, but I have no doubt that it is logged in the annals of cyberspace somewhere. Internet Security 101: nothing we post online is ever truly private or ever truly gone.

It came about because I was whining about having to finish my 10-12pg budget analysis paper (which is due Thursday night, but I’m traveling for work all day on Thursday, so for me, it needs to be finished by Wednesday/tonight). It’s a completely self-imposed problem; I could have worked on it weeks ago and just let time get away from me. (The sort-of-good news is that I’m about halfway finished now.)

Anyway, I made a comment about putting on headphones & cranking up the heavy metal music so I could work after the kids went to bed, and then I mentioned a song called “Whiskey Hangover” by the band Godsmack. (I know it isn’t the most uplifting music in the world, but it helps me focus on research in a way that background hymnal music would not. Idk why, it just does. Maybe it’s because I don’t sing along; it’s just music.) This morning when I woke up, I thought to myself that anyone unfamiliar with the song (which would be most people I know, since most of them are not fans of that genre) might think that I’d been drinking too much. Great – that’s all I need is for people to think I’m drunk-tweeting. So, I deleted the post.

I guess this is why some people don’t use social media, so they don’t stick their feet in their mouths. Alas.