Please ignore this post. It’s only here to push down the picture of me below, which to be quite honest with you, I’m getting sick of looking at everyday when I log in and check for comments, do general blog house cleaning, and the other responsibilities that come with running a quasi un popular blog that shows a tad bit of promise for progress.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate a little good old fashioned narcissism once in a while, because….well, I do.
It’s just that 10 days of looking at the same picture is starting to wear on MY nerves - let alone what it must be doing to some of you who stop by everyday.
Don’t get me wrong, I love looking at my niece and all, it’s just that the haircut I’m sporting here is starting to trouble me a little bit – at first I liked it, but I guess like everything you stare at for far too long, it’s sort of annoying me at this point, and not giving me the inspiration I need to sit down and hammer out the next good post.
So in a sense, we’re all being punished, and it doesn’t feel fair to you guys.
And I’m going to be honest with you – according to my licensed mental health counselor, I suffer from mild meglomania, disturbing delusions of inflated self worth, and of course, am prone to the occasional hyperbole that you’ll find pretty common in the online marketing space.
But I truly believe, that every day I am unable to muster the energy to come up with something creative to say on here, to satisfy the many of you who come and go sadly disappointed without a even a little nugget of good internet marketing information, the Universe herself sheds a long, lonely tear.
And in another month or so, that’s going to make one nasty rainstorm.
Hence, I came up with the idea for this post, which should loosen up the creative juices to a free flow by sometime tommorow afternoon if history is our guide.
So let’s just call this a win/win for everyone.
Now I’ve just got to sort of get out of the pesky habit of scrolling down the page everytime I stop by and look, or it’s just sort of the same problem all over again, only I get a 3 second immediate reprieve from having to witness the inevitable.
But progress is all about small steps. And this, I do believe, is a good one.
Please disregard having read the above, and continue on your merry way.
(There’s a good chance it could be gas though – I wasn’t feeling really well either, although I did manage to keep my displeasure over the dinner menu a bit better than she did.
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