It wasn't until I read the comments to my previous post that I realise how much that post seemed like a live bait fishing for compliments.
. Thanks dude, anyway. Alright. It was nice to feel so admired for a while. Alright. Now I wonder if somebody does pop in here to see what I look like. No. Not. I always check my referrals and besides the 'unknowns'... well, nada and zippo. So good. I think that's good. I don't want people that I don't want seeing this place to see this place. Of course it sounds mighty contradictory since this site is listed on several registries, but then again, the blogging community isn't that huge, although its huge. And not that many people are keen on the Internet, if we compare it to the general population of the world that is. If you really looked into it, how many people are really that interested in reading about other people's miserable lives? Except us, of course, who make surfing from blog-to-blog a healthy habit.
Its healthy, because I somehow feel that we get to learn and gain some valuable knowledge of life from other people. Or, if you're feeling down, it sometimes helps to read about other lives (Okay this is a little sadistic) and know that you're not the 'downest' person in the whole world. We each have our own definition of pain, and each degree of pain would hurt equally based on the individual's perception. Yes its all about perception. That's all it ever is. Which is why, if people don't understand why I've been hanging by this hook for so long, there's my reason. My perception. And oh, its painful!
But enough about that. Today, I shall talk about... about... let's see... well I have no idea what to talk about. Maybe it is a little too early in the morning. is 9.20 am early by your standards? To surf the net, yes!