Four people looked at my blog yesterday. Four. That’s just sad.
I struggle with wanting an audience. If you know me, you know that in “real life” I tend to try to blend in. I don’t like people to stare at me. It makes me feel like I have a booger on my face. I don’t take compliments too well.
But then there’s my other personality. We’ll call her Roxanne. Roxanne hates it when people don’t notice she’s wearing a new pair of shoes. So Brandy whispers”Stop looking at me,” while Roxanne screams “Don’t you like my new shoes!!”
Ugh. I’m a walking paradox. So back to my blog. I like to know that people are reading my blog. I’m a comment addict. I check my stats daily. I’m totally Roxanne when it comes to my blog.
Good grief. I’m going to make some man VERY confused some day.
I feel your pain Roxanne. I put a counter on my blog, and it’s up to around 80. But how much of that is people actually reading my blog. How much of it is me coming back to check to see how many people are looking?
Roxanne, i also look at my stats all the time.
Brandy, you have a booger on your face.
I feel the same way. I’m addicted to Google Analytics
And, if it helps you any, I am subscribed to your RSS feed. So anytime you post anything, Ron sees it. I don’t always comment, but I do see it.
Hey girl, I’m totally in the same boat.
Except both sides of my personality are Roxanne.
Wait…you have a blog?
I had a booger on my face once. When I saw it in the mirror, I threw up in my mouth a little bit. It was hilarious.
MERCY, MERCY WHATS THIS WORLD COMING TO. I READ YOUR BLOGS BETWEEN CUSTOMERS.