I’m the best. I’ve got the highest Technorati ranking. Alexa loves me. Comments are flooding. Everyone’s linking. Everyone loves me. I’m the best. Hits are through the roof. And any blogger on my blogroll is instantly made famous for just being in my immortal presence. Because I’m the best. There’s scientific polling to back this up. But seriously, when I started all this (a few months ago) I didn’t expect this kind of reception. But you love me. You really, really love me. No please, don’t applaud. Oh ok, applaud. Applaud dammit!
Blogger vanity…it kills me.
“Vanity, definitely my favorite sin” — Satan from the movie devil’s advocate
You can’t imagine how much I agree with you
For what it’s worth Nas, you’re my #1 Jordanian blogger
Something is wrong with your comments (the error was something related to the database being offline)
I wanted to add that, in my defence (for falling for vanity) it was in response to being denied approval that I thought I deserved.
But I have no excuse .. I admit it .. I hope I will not continue to fell like that
I understand that your post might have absolutely nothing to do with me. But I thought I had a related experience I would share
Q, I didnt really get your comments but thanks for sharing
So weird Q, the first thing that came to my mind when I read this was that Devil’s advocate quote! I tend to agree though.
BTW Nas, I’m a log time lurker, I really like your blog, well done you deserve it!
some people just don’t get it though!
haha, yeslam thommak!
it’s total popularity contest, no?
i have a theory ..
the more vain a blogger is, the bigger of a loser he is in real life 😛
I think that to a certain degree, we blog out of vanity. Speaking for myself here, I blog, because I feel that I have something important to say, but still cannot find ears to hear what I have to say. Nor an outlet to write down my thoughts. If I weren’t vain, I would’ve kept my writings in a very private and personal manner, by writing them down in a notebook, and keeping them to myself, no? But just by writing down my thoughts, and revealing them on the web, it is some of call to be read, or heard at least. No?