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Showing posts with label Facebook Dramz. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Screw resolutions, how about some rules for 2011?

I seriously suck at making New Year resolutions, for a number of reasons. The first being that I suck so, so much as sticking to anything, the second being that - I really don't see the point. It's only a new year because the calendar says so. It really depends on where you start counting from; my birthday was last week, I could count from there. What's happening right now may officially be "2011", but it's also "the year I was 22". The last day of 2010 was also "the year I was 22". Y'know what I mean? My point is, it's not like anything changes just because the days rolled over. I woke up and went to work Saturday morning, on New Year's Day, and it was just the same as Wednesday when I went to work in the morning.

And I went on a tangent. BACK ON TOPIC.


NYE and the days preceding and following it, #RulesFor2011 was trending on Twitter. I like that idea! So in that vein, instead of resolutions, here's some "Rules" for this New Year.

By rules, I pretty much mean wishes.


Rules to Follow in 2011
(or, Brittani's Wish-List )
Volume 1 of...? I don't know yet.
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Thursday, October 28, 2010

Someone in Denmark is reading my blog.

Today I took a stroll through my stats. It's something I do fairly regularly, just to see if it's actually worth it to keep writing this thing, or if I should crawl back to Livejournal, with my tail between my legs and the Friends-only filter protecting each post I make**.  Apparently, enough of you keep coming back... for some reason? to make writing worth-while. Thanks for being epic, homies.

One interesting thing I found whilst perusing my blog factoids, was that the posts with the most views are the ones where I am systematically insulting and yelling at some (or near every) faction of the human race. Because this has the most views, this post comes in second, and this one is third. The fourth is another ranty one.

Now, when I complain or go on my diatribes of this nature IRL, people get mad at me. They tell me to shut up, and people love to complain about how much I (and others) complain. (Hypocrisy, much, kids?), which is why I try to post about other things on here; TV shows, movies, things that don't make me angry. And guess what I've found? No one reads that shit!

So maybe, just maybe - someone out there (or several of you, anyway) agrees with me; it feels good to get stuff off your chest! Swearing is therapeutic! People are assholes! And the ones that aren't don't need to be written about - they can keep on being cool in private.

And that's why I love the internet. Like-minded people are easy to come across (no matter what you're into... seriously, Google any word you can think of and add "sex with" to the beginning; you'll find a forum, no doubt).***

As for the title of this li'l diatribe, I am continually surprised by the "audience" statistic, when I see this:



Canada makes sense. The US, sure.  #4 on the list is the UK. English-speaking realms. Then there's South Korea and Lebanon and Germany and I start to get confused, but it's in small numbers, so whatever. But - DENMARK? My dear Danish friend(s?), thank you for your support. Keep reading, I love you.


**I haven't been on LJ is so long, because I have nothing to say! My life is literally the same, day-in, day-out, and I love it that way, but don't feel the need to update anymore. So after 5 years of LJ-ing, I've pretty much given up.


*** Please don't do this to yourself. And if you do, I am responsible for nothing - no scarring, trauma, nightmares, or things that can't be "un-seen".

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Irksome, pesky things: "JB ", on-and-off more than Heidi and Spencer, etc.

My grandfather is fond of saying his name and adding a ridiculous list of middle names, so it sounds complicated when he rhymes it off. Some of these names are "John Augustus McGillicudy". There are at least 2 more. I think his actual middle name is simply "John". Whenever he does this, my Nana always says, "You forgot 'Irksome Pesky'." Because Nana's funny like that. I love the term, personally. Which is why I can apply it to the things in this list,


Thing That Drive Me Completely Insane, Vol. 2- the "Irksome, Pesky" edition.


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