As I waste many hours in reading other people's weblog, it made me wonder how pathetic I can be. Here, reading someone else profound claims of other peoples' claims of sexual encounters and realistic facts of life in my country. Enviously not, entertain yes and most of all, no work done! Damn it.
Anyway, my focus is regarding the anoy.., anoymity....damn i am struggling with spelling this word....arghhh god bless google, long live google, which comes in very handy,..... ANONYMITY, YES!
My reason for writing was regarding the anonymity of the writers in bLOgs. It had became really apparent that, the very person who author these may be someone you or me have brush shoulders with in public. Taking in account the close proximity of places and location the writer has been, it can be likely so. He or she could be the fat bastard that sat at Starbucks or nearby free wifi hotspots, typing away their fantasies. Perhaps, it may be possible the person is very very slutty but possess dark negative thoughts and its your neighbour's daughter. Ouch..
But nothing beats Happy Tree Friends. They really make my balls shrink as they acted in pain with blood squirting and bones jolting after being disembodied from terrible destructive plots.
Instant Messaging - ICQ. I realize I am about to pass over to another decade of my life. The 3rd to be precise. And my ICQ list after 2 years offline and now back on, is basically empty! Almost all the ICQ friends I knew personally, are no longer online there. Somehow, I felt lonely at that point. Its like the whole world moved on and me rolling back into memory lane for a peak. Nevertheless, there are a few friends still around I saw - Gene, PorkChop, Aloon and Leng.
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