I am feeling really close to the important people in my life. I feel like I haven't fucked up in that regard: I tell people constantly how much I love them.
I'm kind of in love with you, Anonymous. Even though you hardly ever comment, I still know you are there. How? Google Analytics.
I'm not obsessed with stats (anymore) because you are a bit fickle and it can be really confusing. When I do check, like I did yesterday, my stats were pretty good. Good for me, anyway. Since I started this blog in November, you have consistently viewed three pages (on average) every time you visit. That makes me feel good. It's like, you may not be available for a date every time I randomly post, but when you come to my site, you like to stay a good 3:56 minutes. It's cool. In internet time, that's a real date. In three plus minutes, we can get down to business.
Did you like the part about my son trying to make out with my friend? Every time I think about it I chuckle. My friend said, "He clearly has more than a little Joe Bender in him." True that. How does that work? I guess one gets one's balls from one's parents. Makes sense, right? And one's curiosity and joie de vivre.
Joie de vivre: "joy of life; an exultation of spirit. Can be a joy of conversation, joy of eating, joy of anything one might do… And joie de vivre may be seen as a joy of everything, a comprehensive joy, a philosophy of life, a Weltanschauung. Robert's Dictionnaire says joie is sentiment exaltant ressenti par toute la conscience, that is, involves one's whole being."
I'm guessing there was a little carpe diem in there, too, and perhaps, a bit of laissez les bons temps rouler.
I love you, Anonymous.
Carpe diem.
I'm kind of in love with you, Anonymous. Even though you hardly ever comment, I still know you are there. How? Google Analytics.
I'm not obsessed with stats (anymore) because you are a bit fickle and it can be really confusing. When I do check, like I did yesterday, my stats were pretty good. Good for me, anyway. Since I started this blog in November, you have consistently viewed three pages (on average) every time you visit. That makes me feel good. It's like, you may not be available for a date every time I randomly post, but when you come to my site, you like to stay a good 3:56 minutes. It's cool. In internet time, that's a real date. In three plus minutes, we can get down to business.
Did you like the part about my son trying to make out with my friend? Every time I think about it I chuckle. My friend said, "He clearly has more than a little Joe Bender in him." True that. How does that work? I guess one gets one's balls from one's parents. Makes sense, right? And one's curiosity and joie de vivre.
Joie de vivre: "joy of life; an exultation of spirit. Can be a joy of conversation, joy of eating, joy of anything one might do… And joie de vivre may be seen as a joy of everything, a comprehensive joy, a philosophy of life, a Weltanschauung. Robert's Dictionnaire says joie is sentiment exaltant ressenti par toute la conscience, that is, involves one's whole being."
I'm guessing there was a little carpe diem in there, too, and perhaps, a bit of laissez les bons temps rouler.
I love you, Anonymous.
Carpe diem.
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