Belles, Stars and Boulevards

Looking in on someone else's blog, someone that you don't know, just feels so weird.

Its public, but at the same time you get the feeling you aren't supposed to be there.

Yet at the same time it lets you know the person, without the person knowing you. Thats a little creepy, but you start to like that person without even meeting the person.
But of course you can't just walk up to someone and try and make friends with them just cause you like their blog.

At least you can't say it.

Or can you?

Hmmm.

Haha

Yes you can tell a lot about a person from the blog. Not just the posts, but the blogskin, the URL, the cool blog title. How he/she replies his/her friends on the tagboard, if it even exists, the music he/she listens to.

Yep stuff like that.

I wouldn't mind if someone one day came up to me and said I read your blog and I think you're a really nice person.

The fact that I'm talking about myself is besides the point. Imagine a world where we could just do that and make weird random friends like that.

Uh....yeah.

I wonder whether anyone else gets these weird happy thoughts.

Well, I guess if things went my way all the time , we would blunder and absolutely random our way to utopia.

And what a way to get there it would be.

HEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLL YEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Labels: my weird opinion, random

Hi, I'm Ian.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.

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Because Cute, Smart, and Funny don't mean a thing The above was supposed to be the real title, but trust me the blogskin screwed up on me Living life to the fullest And I won't say anything at all. To all the lovely bitches like you Get your boots on
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