public opinion can be the damnedest thing---make a man a monarch, or a scullion a king!

not just waxing poetic here--if indeed that deserves to be called poetry. here you have an ordinary, average bloke. unnamed, of indeterminate age, weight, sexuality and aptitude. then he goes and starts to blog. and within months, he has amassed a fan following like none other--except maybe 'i can has cheezburger' of wordpress infamy. a matter of 2 years and he has his own website, wins blogger awards (dubious though, i think those would be) and a fan following, like none other--if i might be allowed to repeat myself.

which just goes to show that he probably does nothing else except stay online in his free time. sad, that.

i used to be slightly like that bloke. my blog was my world--almost my life. and hey- i don't regret a thing. i met some nice people through it, aired my thoughts, expressed myself without inhibition for the first time, and even came closer to my significant other. yup- i would never admit this anywhere else--we met on my first blog, at least 4+ years ago.

sigh....

awright. you never heard that. anyway, its not an online relationship now--hasn't been for years. :)

what exactly am i ranting about here--if at all that? the fact that some loser someplace with little grammatical knowledge and practically no sense of wordplay garners a fan following of hundreds (ha ha) while i languish unknown(!)

maybe. envy--thou art the darnedest thing!

maybe not. after all, he really probably has no life.

P.S--it really could be a 'she'...i tell no tales, remember? ;)