Making a fan page is actually my biggest fear next to alien invasion and getting trapped in an oil painting because it'll be the defining statistic that tells if people like me and the blog. If they do then great. Let's go crazy on each other. But if they don't then this whole operation is fucked. I'm a sensitive motherfucker. Stross told me I wasn't the hottest guy at our lunch table 5th grade and it's stuck with me ever since. Now I'm always checking out the scene for better looking dudes wherever I go. Just a man made of glass underneath this false bravado. That's me in a nut shell.What I'm saying is iff I think 10 people hate me then that's enough to take the wind right out of my sails. Hang up the jock strap and move on to the real world or something. Those 10 cunt muscles will stick with me a lot longer than the 125 other loyal readers. It's also why I never tweet new posts or shit like that because all it takes is one person to say something ugly and it'll fuck my whole week up and you don't want to see me when I'm having a fucked up week. But the flip side of it all is what if people love it? This is exactly why I need another blogger/sidekick/chick with nice titties to help me analyze a pros and cons list.
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