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Stealing Friends
August 7, 2008
Several months ago I was bored and wishing to find new blogs to read on the Internet. The natural way to do this was to look at the people I read, and go through their linked blogs to see what ‘friends of friends’ are up to.
And so I did.
I managed to find one blogger which is quite entertaining, and so I read through a few of their past posts, found myself giggling. I liked what they had to say, and the way they said it.
In a way, they reminded me of how I used to write my blog back in the day of ‘phonics’ on Diaryland - only with more articulation, intelligence and crassness.
So I added them to my RSS feed and read what they always have to say.
It feels like I’m spying on them though. I haven’t commented, so they don’t know that I read them…and I haven’t told the friend where I found them that I am reading the blog of one of their friends.
It’s as if I’m in a farcical comedy, innocently hiding behind a couch due to some unfortunate but innocent incident and having both people sitting on the couch not knowing I’m there.
There’s an episode of Friends where Ross is in the apartment of his ex getting a jumper he left when his ex comes home with a man and they are on the couch, Ross is behind it.
I’m Ross.
Though the friend and my newest RSS member aren’t making out on the couch they are definitely in that room together sometimes and I’m sat here listening in to them in secret, and I’ve now left it too long too jump out and reveal myself for fear of ridicule.
At the same time, though, I’m not 12 so I can step up and be a man here.
So, Liars and Lunatics, I found your blog via TenderHooligan and I’m no longer ashamed to admit it. I like your writing and find you amusing.
I hope you enjoyed your last ever living room masturbation last night!
And on that note, I’m glad the couch I’m behind is metaphorical.
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Oh, I do like that LC. He’s quite the little brat. If I knew him in real life, I’d be shouting at him and clipping his ear every other day.
And I would be watching you do it…from behind a bush or something.
But coming to the rescue when he predictably kicks my ass. I would say!
Come to your rescue/film it for YouTube…whatever.
;o)
Mxx
My hero!
(PS. When I register on other people’s WP.org sites, I don’t have to input my name/ email etc when I’m logged in and commenting. But I do here. Hmm.)