Preposterous? A hell lot actually.

INvited by your late (i hope) W.K (i think) as an author to the blog I presume her illogical decision will only have become clear by the end of the week. And since my procrastination induced condition currently restricts my immediate self control, I would, have to force it out on another favourably enjoyable activity I'd say I'd enjoy( for now). Dictatorship.
Millions and trillions of blogs sprang up in the WWW directory since the first blog-induced 1000-dollar contract was made. 90 percent of them are and will be personal, I personally find this amusing. To the fact that this, madness, or sudden love for everything blog-related will continue as long as companies like google , or Yahoo, hell even Facebook are willing to dish out big bucks for a little segment of what would later be known as an ad.
My point is, million's and trillions of blogs are edited, written and created every single day, all entirely based on personal life, details, emotions, blah blah bloody blah. The naivety of this current trend would've appeared completely absurd to people to whom God blessed with the gift of common bloody sense.
The chances of someone randomly struttering across a single blog like,this, would be proportionally small.
Of all 60 billion humans that occupy the planet lets presume, that a quater of em own blogs. But, but, then theres companies. organisations, and other irrevalant examples, which raises the stakes to roughly a hundred billion.
In plain simple english , The chances of someone actually crossin this particular blog on accident would be relatively small.
as small as : 1/100000000000.
And that makes everything worthless and meaningless.
The only source off solace would obviously come in forms of fans and followers BUT WHATS THE BLOODY POINT? They're a bunch of over-nosy , partially demented web-surfers induced with the urge to know anything and everything the paparzzi has somehow left the hell out because that, people, that is all this is about. Expressing your thoughts,.
It makes you feel superior, to be stating a statement that people, regardless of quantity, would actually make a note of.
It provides a feeling of superiority, and it makes this life relatively dull.
Finding this amusing would be a matter of fact, or a direct diagnostic that you, whatever your name may take form of., lack common bloody sense, and an IQ above 100.
I bid thee all farewell, goodnight,and happy cursing my name.

The Administrator