Yes, it's true. I've been outed. Not sure what to make of this, but as long as it brings in traffic, it's okay by me.
Outed C-list cewebrity: Laren Sweet Blog o' Mine. It's so weird, it's like a whole cewebrity subworld going on right before our eyes, yet we can't see it. They go to the places cewebrities go to, talk about the things cewebrities talk about, but are, like, not cewebrities. They're just bloggers! Laren fits the self-imposed description of a cewebrity ("I'm a thirty-something, semi-hip, semi-dorky chick living life in NYC. Taking it one day at a time."), except maybe the thirty-something part, and she's missing the "Oh, and I AM BETTER THAN YOU and BLOGS ARE SO OVER!" at the end. But mostly. You know. She openly uses (and meets strangers from) dodgeball.com, and even lists "blogging" as one of her interests. It's like a big breath of fresh air, compounded with the same dull chatter that all of us pollute our bandwith with.
Badass chick blogger one day, and only a c-list cewebrity the next. Just a blogger. Sniffle. Ah, fame is elusive. Please excuse me while I hurl myself off the Brooklyn Bridge. Wait -- maybe a c-list cewebrity is a step up. Hmm . . . the blogosphere is so confusing. I'm sure I'll figure it out eventually. In the meantime, I'll see you at Lindsay's party!