Prey It Forward 2

Moral of the story is: don’t ignite any form of friendships especially with those Chain Letter Happy variety if you care deeply about your well-being. This is my regret having added Ian in my blogroll. He should have been on the blogtroll list given his trigger-happy tendencies as far as memes are concerned. Now I got tagged. And I am required to answer dopey questions on things I have already repeatedly written about.

Ian, one of these days you’re going to pay.

I want your first-born.

How long have you been blogging?

This happened pre-livejournal days when diary-x and diaryland were the main bananas and the word blog is but an odd concept. So yeah, I’ve seen the Paleolithic age of journal writing and continues to thrive by migrating from one platform to another. I start a blog, write for a while then boredom hits me and I open another. This keeps my multiple personalities at play.

What inspired you to start a blog and who are your mentors?

Nicole, my brilliant poet friend coaxed me into writing an online diary. We were chatting on mIRC when she slid off her Herman Miller chair, got concussions and had an epiphany to gut herself out for public viewing. That was the dawn of exhibitionism, conceit and this inexplicable need for shameless self-promotion. As for mentors I used to read Andrew’s blog, which has the most mind-blowing wordplay, Phil’s for the most beguiling, delicious phrasings, an anonymous compact blog which says a lot in less than ten sentences, and of course, Nicole’s whose prose alternate the raw-fluid trajectory. In a span of minutes she can be gut-wrenching, and the next dreamy and poetic.

Are you trying to make money online, or just doing it for fun?

I have less enterprising genes, and if I ever have, they are all pathetically dormant. Besides why would I ally with lazy corporate sluts to use my blog as convenient vehicle for their lack of content to engage prospective consumers? Not to mention their banner ads are horrid, tacky, mediocre or plain dumb. As you can glean from the previous statements I am bitter because no one approached me for advertising opportunities.

Tell me 3 things you LOVE about being online.

Voyeurism replaced gossip as an international pastime. Schadenfreude also plays a minor role. And of course, I’m using blogging as an effective tool to feed my overblown conceit.

Tell me 3 things you STRUGGLE within the online world.

Since I’m a conceited blogger I resent the assumption that I’m struggling. Haha. Kidding!

One. Gullible, humorless, bloghoppers who do not grasp the concept of irony and self-mockery.

Two. Touchy-feely freaks whom I love to torment.

Three. The constant paranoia of someone from the real world recognizing my blog and brandishing it to everyone I know as a form of retribution.

Three and a half. People who write dopey memes! Hehe. Nah. Cross that out.

There. As a Holiday vengeance I tag everyone in my blogroll who are masochistic enough to prolong this meme habit.