Not So Usual (a comment)

So you thought you could stop people commenting on your blog by making your comments closed? You were wrong. Imagine my dissapointment when I went to comment and realised I couldn't. Mind you I only wanted to comment on the fact that the comments were closed, as I was asleep until the bit where you started talking about some guy called John wishing he was called Fiona.

However, the desire to comment on your website has given me the motivation to use hyperlinks on my blogger blog, an action I had been avoiding until now. I once knocked over a hyperlink in my rush to avoid the toilet, and the guilt had kept me clear of them till now. I might even get around to doing it properly on my serious blog. It needs a bit of work right enough, but I've been avoiding work. It tripped me up on my way over to sure-ality, and I've been on uncertain terms with it ever since. I'm actually trying to hunt it right now, and once I get it I'll grab Zoomtard and we'll make serious blogging sexy. yeah.

And guess what? You won't believe me, but I've actually found a friend's blog type thing that doesn't need an excuse to exist. The usual excuse goes something like, "eh, well, my friends like me and they read it.", or "it's funny" as if humour was ever IMPORTANT, or "I get to express my views. I also have an excuse for why my views are important, if you want to see. Because they are Christian. Yeah, I've got an excuse for Christianity here somewhere too. I've expressed it on my website, which I've got an excuse for.". Only a computer nerd would come up with a recursive excuse. pah. Only a Stigmund or a Liam would tell me that they don't need an excuse because the fact that they know that their website is great is enough. And then say, "enough" again, like an order to me. Is it a coincidence that the link for liam is invalid? I think not. Anyway, the worth of this girl's website is obvious. A picture tells a thousand words. Mind you I've always wondered which thousand words it tells. Are they random words, or is their worth intrinsic to how they are linked together? And what is the unit of a words worth? How many words did he write? How many drawings did lia-fail draw? The answer to this question may reveal Wordsworth's worth, relative to lia-fail's. hmm. deep questions.

Deep answers.

And don't ever ask me about parties again, Stigmund. Not after what you said the other day, bless you. No! I said blast you! Get your ears checked if you can't tell the difference between, "blast" and, "bless". For all the tea in China!