In a way, these first thoughts of mine laid out in a new, and currently sinless blog, tell the sad story of a former blog lost and the happy story of this blog (a better one?) found.
I'm not a fan.
I like to imagine these soulless swimming leech-lurkers sucking up my written gesticulations with lurid, judgmental, even pharisaical eyes. In all actuality, these dastardly arch nemeses of mine probably don't give much of a damn about anything that I write but since I'm the dramatic sort I have to wonder if they do give a damn....a big DAMN.
True Scenario: Sometimes, when I wrote in my former blog I would sit in front of my computer (in my sticky hot bedroom) and think of the dreaded leech-lurkers (obviously castoffs from former romances) laughing and guffawing at the glorious sacrifices that I make for the sake of sacred blog divulgence. Then I would literally tremble with anger and call my best friend on my new Verizon cell phone.
I would tell her of my paranoia and she would reply: "Why should they have access to your thoughts? To your mind?"
And I agree. Unfortunately for them, they have no access to my breasts, my cynicism, and the worst possible punishment, my ideas!
Read this and weep oh all ye loathsome leech-lurkers. This blog is new, it's smart and it's definitely anonymous.
For the rest of ye darlings.....please come back soon. You will charm me for sure and I will do my best to return the favor.
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