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Bloggie the Little Blog that Could
Belated Blissful Blessings
This blog is just to wish everyone who e-creeps on my blog a very merry Christmas! By e-creeps, I mean someone who reads my blog without dropping by and saying hello. I don't mind if you're an e-creeper. Hell, if I did, I wouldn't be making my blog posts public to one and all. However, if you do happen to be an e-reader (do you prefer that moniker over e-creeper?), then I unfortunately missed you during my Christmas signing spree yesterday.
I'm doing it an injustice by calling it a "signing spree" since I did try my very hardest to write each person a personalized little blurb in addition to the spree message and stamp. It's true that it was easier to write some blurbs than others, but, hey, I tried and ended up spending nearly 5 !@#$ing hours doing so. Some might think that I completely wasted 18,000 seconds of my life, but I disagree. I personally adore guestbooks - anyone who knows me (though that number is rather small) will tell you that guestbooks are pretty much the reason why I ever bother coming back to this site. I mean, I'm a huge people person and love to read about others' opinions and thoughts, but, quite frankly, guestbooks are my number one love. What about neo friends you ask? Well, if those people mean anything [to me] at all, they'll certainly have my MSN, my facebook, my phone number, or my address.
I think it's a pity that so many of both the new and the old members of the site have forgotten about guestbooks. One of the simple joys of my neo life is reading someone's thoughts on me through a small guestbook message. Sure PMs are great and everything, but I usually tend to completely forget them after a while. Guestbook entries on the other hand are much more permanent and usually leave me thinking about them. They were a great way to take the initiative into becoming friends with others back in 2004 and the beginning of 2005. After your first two or so years, you tend to forget them or begin to really only sign a few guestbooks every once in a while. It's not even for the oh-so-cool neo popularity that some of the older and more jaded members of the site would believe. *bleep*, man, I have over 60 pages of entries, do you seriously think I'd be comparing myself to all the pre-pubescent kids on this site? I've already found my lovely little clique from this site and though I wouldn't exactly object to getting more friends, I'm not exactly willing to whore myself out in order to attain more. Members who wish to become a part of my claque are a completely different story. Any interested members should PM me their resume, link me to at least 5 posts where they have visibly sucked up to me, send a 250 word essay exalting my talents and wisdom, as well as describing themselves in 5 words and then describing me in 5 superlatives. Oh, and let's not forget, you must have both a backbone and a sardonic sense of humor.
I don't think enough members realize the enormity of this site. Granted, there are sites with a much larger population like myspace and facebook and all that jazz, but this is much more interactive. At this moment (December 27, 2008 1:06 am in Upstate New York at a random hotel room near a ski resort), there are approximately 450,000 members who have joined this site. That's 449,999 other people who somehow through luck or fate or what may (i.e Google), discovered this site and decided that it looked interesting enough to join. Let's not even count the number of strangers who have visited the site once or twice but never bothered joining. This means that you, this little bundle of jolly atoms, have the opportunity to "meet" and interact with hundreds, no, thousands of other little bundles of jolly atoms! How absolutely incredibly is that? Well, I'm sure most of you don't ever bother thinking about that, since often you're much more focused on learning more stuff about that badass game for your 360/PS3/ect or trying to figure out how to beat that !#$@ing part of the game. However, try to stop right now and think about what it means to have access to so many people that you would have otherwise never known existed. It's unbelievably exciting, is it not? My love for guestbooks spawns from that very reality.
Posts can easily be ignored and PMs can be skimmed. On the other hand, I've never met someone who flat out hated guestbooks. Sure, the whole "ON A SPREE, SIGN BACK" thing is annoying as hell, but you're still left wondering why that member chose to sign your guestbook...or better yet, you're left wondering how the hell that member knows you since you never even knew he existed. So while "spree signings" can be annoying, they still demand much more attention than a a regular post or PM. A well thought out, personal guestbook entry is one of the most precious jewels on this site. It's even better because they're usually a surprise! While I've always loved guestbooks, I usually tend to sign only those of very close friends. Hell, I've spammed up Robabe's, Angiekins', and Shane babe's whenever the urge fit and I discovered that I had nothing better to do. The last time I had gone of a legitimate signing spree had to be around 2005 and even then it was mostly for neofriends and close acquaintances. This year, however, I decided I would be incredibly daring and sign the guestbooks of members whom I had seen around and who looked interesting.
The hard part was finding something personal to write to each person because there were members that I had only seen post once of twice. However, it's such a simple thing to give someone a heartfelt compliment and it often has a very positive, significant effect. Why not give a stranger a compliment on his talents? I've seen plenty of members who were funny, artistically talented, or just seemed to know what they were talking about - why not say, "Hey, good job. I wish you the best and wanted to tell/congratulate you about this: ______ ______"? The general message was easy - I hoped that everyone had a great Christmas and would have a fantastic new year. The message is sincere and heartfelt but I had a feeling that others would not believe it to be so unless they noticed that I had made an effort to leave a more personalized message. Hopefully (we're not going to argue about my use of "hopefully" here okay, foxshy & phil?), my entry made the member smile or feel even a modicum of joy. After all, isn't that what Christmas is about? Trying your best to make others happier. Oh, I missed like...5 or so people, so your entries will be late, whoops. In my defense, it was around 1:30 in the morning by the time I finished and I was just about ready to pass out. PLUS, I had just seen the single worst movie of the year, though it's a strong contender for the worst movie of the decade. Forgive me, dear e-creepers, for that movie was Twilight. Don't ever invite your cute little 11 year old younger sisters to watch it with you as a way to pass the time. RESIST THE URGE, IT'S NOT WORTH YOUR LIFE!
Dear Bloggie,
Mrs. Someone says that we have to write a letter to Santa! I don't know why but Noah refused to write the letter and chose to eat the paper instead! HE DIDN'T EVEN WASH IT DOWN WITH CHOCOLATE MILK, BLOGGIE! It turns out that Noah doesn't believe in Santa. I don't think that's true though. I think that his parents just didn't know he existed, so they didn't tell Noah about him. I never knew that there were people who didn't know about Santa, bloggie! Now I must go and find them all and tell them all about the wonderful things that Santa does! Jack says that Santa is really the embodiment of the capitalist system at its worst and that Santa is really extorting the elves and maintaining a sweatshop, but I think that he's just repeating what he heard on the tv. As if he would ever know the meaning of the word embodiment and AND why would you sweat in the North Pole? That's just silly now since eeeveeeeryone knows that it's really cold in the North Pole and that even the Polar Bears have to drink refreshing Coca-Cola in order to keep their bodies warm. Jack is just being a meaniehead because Gloria threw away the flower he gave her. It wasn't her fault though, there was HUUUUGE BUG on it and Gloria hates bugs.
Poor Jack was really upset by that but I forgot to be sad for him when he drank my Yoohoo! Can you believe it? Bloggie, I was going to offer that yoohoo to him. Speaking of <3 him <3, Jenny doesn't like him anymore! She met this guy named Ryan from Mr. Senor's class and she's totally heels over head - I think that's what big sister said is another epithet for "loooove"- for him. He already decided that he wants to work with numbers and become an accountant. Bloggie, I think he's a Martian because who on earth eeeever knows what they want to do for the rest of their lives when they're in the 3rd grade? Life is serious business and adult stuff! He can't even color inside the lines, how is he going to be deciding the future of his life so early on?! Mrs. Someone was talking to Mr. Senor about it and saying that she's so jealous he has an "advanced student like" Ryan in his class. Then she started talking about ME, bloggie!
She said that she couldn't believe that I had written "dinosaur" as my job career. Why can't I be a dinosaur, bloggie? They're extinct, you know. That means that if I became one, I'd be super duper famous and they'd make movies about me! They'd even be better than the Land Before Time! I could become an amusement park if I were a big enough dinosaur - think of the fun I could have as a dinosaur!! But, noooooo, Mrs. Someone doesn't think it's a good choice. I bet she wants me to write something like "ballerina" like Jackie did or "fireman" like John. But I don't want to be a ballerina or a fireman! I want to be a dinosaur and roar and beat everyone at racing. My only problem is that I don't know if he would marry a dinosaur. Fortunately, I asked him about his thoughts on dinosaurs and his exact words were: "Did you know that the T-Rex had a big head and little arms?" Clearly that means that he likes them too and is interested by them so he decided to learn more about them!
Wish me luck, bloggie, I'm going to work hard to become the best dinosaur ever! I have to go now, we're making clay figures in art today!
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Readers, be sure to tune in next week to read an account of my Christmas, my trip after Christmas, my love of Christmas, and why I really have no real reason to love it since my Christmases tend to end in tragedy (now I'm just being melodramatic)! And the adventures of Jenny, the diary girl, him, and Jack and all that jazz. Plus, the introduction of more kewl kids!
Note: This blog was written over a span of three days during the very early hours of the day after a long day of snowboarding and Ocarina of Time-ing since I had no access to the internet. Therefore, I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes and for the general lack of coherence.
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I used to sign your Guestbook. Then you started deleting all my entries. >=[
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