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This year I have stuff to do. And I hope to be able to do them.
Among the bloggy things ... 'm here to read, and comment, neither of which is an obligation. I'm also not very inclined to keep a daily diary, and I don't do so.
Also, I prefer to avoid pandering to egos, which means I shall try to be regular in updating my filters so that I, according to my choice, read those which remain connected (my two way filter).
I shall also check the one way filter I have (containing those I still have friended) and throw out that I consider trash as I don't pander to egos.
I've always thought (and still think) it tacky to have a 'friending policy' hanging up there somewhere or posting like wannabe prima donnas made of fail - '
those who want to stay on, comment here', but the basic fact is, I don't disconnect first. Once I'm disconnected with, though, what I do with the connection from my end is entirely my affair, and that's for eternity.
Events have happened since I came into blogs which have too often hindered me commenting as often as I would like.
However, I don't read the blogs I connect to only as reading material. I do not choose to connect to those I am not favourably impressed by. These are
people writing the stuff, and there are times when what I read makes me feel things which stop me from commenting because it would be impossible to convey in mere words what I feel in response.
I realise that the people who have friended me know precious little about that which is real-life-me, and should any one wish to know more than I feel like posting in public fora such as blogs, just ask. I say this because sometimes I get terribly curious about the people I am reading about and talking to and feel like asking. Sometimes I even give in to temptation and ask, and am answered - which gives me a guilty twinge everytime I do not say things.
I have also, inspite of reading fanficcie stuffs, written next to nothing much in the fanficcie ways ... And I'm not too good with requests and all. Another source of guilty twinges there. Could be that attention deficit thingy. Not sure, though. However, I had started writing a DW fanfic, with Vetinari, of course ... I wonder if anyone would like to read that sort of stuff should I finish and post it. If anyone would, then I shall put in an open post.
Apart from that, there's cricket, of course. An occasionally pleasant distraction from the mess that is everything ... But then there are so many messes in it too ... Oh well, looking forward to the next lot of matches, then.
Also,
Virender Sehwag ROX. About this I shall yield to no one and nothing ! Ever !!
And while Graeme Smith is a stuffy annoying twit, I must admit he's the best comic relief (for me) I've seen in cricket since David Gower. The big difference is, David's extremely intelligent and does it all deliberately and with malice aforethought Naughty Naughty ! Graeme Smith, however, does it effortlessly and without the application of any sort of thought process whatsoever. Bravo, Graeme ! Only thing is,
this is really not a good time to run home, is it now ? I just hope no one ever cottons on to his silly childish little games XD
PotC, of course, raises it's head again, what with TV runs going on at these year-end-times ... the films are fine. Great, actually. Oddly though, I like Matt Damon films better. Depp stuff is too sweet. I'd also love to see more Salma Hayek stuff. Let's see if I ever get round to it.
And Finally,
Alan Rickman is GOD ! Any issues with that, God ?
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Hmm, I thought not :)
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I'm so depressed
giggly
Talkative
grumpy
bouncy
