Gotcha!

So on account of the lovely Miss. Shop Girl briefly mentioning analytics stuff..I decided to be creative and create my own account! I was curious if anyone actually read this little dusty old corner..and if so..who!

I didn't think that many did..and was pretty sure that I knew exactly who did..turns out..I'm completely wrong.

Turns out that there are quite a few little lurkers of this dusty little corner of nowhere! Thanks to the lovely powers of the internet..I can seee youu! Okay. So not really. But I can KIND OF see you. I know that you're there and can see a little bit of random information about how long you're sitting here lurking and stuff. (Rather creepericious if you want my honest opinion!)

Despite being quite general and never really revealing (I don't think?) in my posts here thus far..I find this information quite...startling..for different reasons. The first being that I cannot fathom who would be interested in the dribble I write..The second being that this is the first time in a long time that I've allowed a blog to be publically accessed and have given up all control and power..so I don't know who is reading it. And that is actually quite..scary. I like to know who is reading about my life and why they're reading about my life. I actually thought that it would bother me more that I don't have such control and that I don't know exactly who is reading..but when it boils down to it..it doesn't really bother me that much.

But still, curiousity got the cat. And I am indeed a cat. A curious one at that! I'm beyond interested to know who is sitting on their computer reading about *my* boring old life! So show yourself! I dare you to! Even if it is anonymously! :P

PS - As I was told 34719847398432948239329* times by small children in the past few days...'Hoppy Easter!!!'









*may be a slight exageration

Blog-a-ricious

I've been in a blogging slump for the past few days..just generally feeling a little blah. I'll use a scapegoat and blame it on the winter blues and being overworked.

Anyways. A fellow blogging friend posted this..and I thought that I'd play along. Feel free to leave a comment anonymously if anyone out there stumbles across this :)

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on slash, favorite type of underwear, writing techniques etc. Repost in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other.

Another Blog, Another Day

The internet is a rather funny place.

It can be a terrifying place full of people pretending to be people they're not. There are people who just generally aren't nice people who exist in the wide realm of the cyber world. It is these people who ruin it for those of us who try to be generally nice people who are also floating around out there in the lovely place that is the world wide web.

At the same time though, the internet can be a place where people can really be themselves. They don't need to hide behind insecurities and fears and those pesky little (wonderful) flaws that we all have. It's almost easier to be yourself online under the premise of anonymity (or even partial anonymity) beacuse at the click of a button anyone who you no longer fancy can be rid from your life with little or no consequence.

Now, this isn't to say that you can't be yourself in the 'real world'. Because clearly our society has existed for thousands of years being able to exist without the help of the internet and it's only within the past decade or so that we've had this crazy new source of technology. For some people though.. (myself included) it's a lot easier to be yourself when you don't feel the pressure from outside sources to fit in and 'be cool'. The internet has always been a place where I can just simply be me..and I like that. I can sit in my pj's on a Saturday morning and update about how I don't know what I'm going to do with my life or where I'm going to be in 20 years. I can write about walks in the park or lollipops or whatever else happens to pop into my head. And from there, people have the option to respond or not respond..and it really doesn't matter either way. It's not like having a conversation with people where you're required to follow proper conversation techniques. People are allowed to read at their own pace, re-read, think before they speak and ignore the topic completely if they so desire when participating in blogging, they're not forced to respond immeadiately, or even at all if they so desire. Granted, I do have a lovely group of friends who I couldn't live without and depend on in the real world to listen to me at those times when I do need someone to participate in a real conversation. I have to admit though, there is just something about always having my own seperate online world to run to when the real world becomes too much to handle that is rather comforting and nice.

Now what happens when those two worlds meet though?

Where do we go from there?

It's an interesting thought that has been plaguing my thoughts for the last few hours when I really should have been more productive than I was.

Oh thinking! Always getting in the way when you least expect it to!