Blogging's a strange art form. In my opinion you should write, accountably, whatever is on your mind. You shouldn't censor yourself. I think you should consider what you're saying, but I frequently write without considering the long-term implications of revealing what I choose to reveal.
So, it's all here for people to see.
A friend of mine once deleted his blog - thousands upon thousands of words reduced to nothing in a single click. I couldn't do that. I equally couldn't spare the time to go through it all and edit it...
... so here I am, warts and all. Not that I have actual warts, they're just metaphoric, and anyone who says otherwise is probably not medically qualified enough to justify their opinion.
Just as I feel like it would be unfair to judge me on a single comedic, performance, so perhaps it would be unfair to judge me on a single contribution to this blog. I think I've probably demonstrated about 75% of my character traits across all the blog entries. So if someone wants to know who I am, they should probably read a couple of months' worth. Maybe months that are, themselves, a few months apart... sometimes I go through phases and act like an arse for a bit.
It's still me. Somewhere within all this crap, my little self is crying to be heard. And sometimes it's singing for all to enjoy if they care. It varies.