I just received the following comment, from Anonymous, on a nine-month-old blog post:
“I stumbled…literally across this blog and realized that you had absolutely nothing worthwhile to say….why bother? Do you need to be heard or known? Is it that you think this will be an adequate substitute for the fame/notoriety you will never have? Why?”
I love the ellipses (y’all know nothing makes me happier than ellipses). I love that s/he can’t decide whether it’s fame or notoriety that I’ll never have.
Here are my suspects:
1) Angry exboyfriend. Look, they’re out there. Maybe one of them came out of the woodwork to try to make me feel bad about myself?
2) Miscellaneous angryperson who stumbled…literally across a nine-month-old blog post. I would like to have seen that literal stumble. What happens when you trip on the Internet? Is there an Internet floor to hit if you can’t catch yourself? Can someone with Internet know-how fill me in?
3) Internet Crusader! This person goes from Blogger to LiveJournal, from Xanga to Rotten Tomatoes, from TypePad to WordPress, bestowing his/her anonymous guidance upon the disillusioned, the wandering, those who seem to seek fame/notoriety they will never have. This person has a lot of free time, a lot of determination, and is surprisingly optimistic (which you gotta be if you’re gonna crusade against pointlessness on the Internet which, I dunno if you noticed, is chock full of it).
“People say she’s crazy” will have been around in some form for five years next month. It’s had its ups and downs, its periods of neglect and self-indulgence. It was green for a while. I’ve gotten some meanie comments in the past, and I continue to not really care. I mean the four of you who read this get a smile once in a blue moon, yes?
Also if s/he’d taken the time to see my latest entry, s/he would have seen my thoughts on everyone’s quest for fame.
Anyway, to answer your probing questions, mysteryperson:
To quote Ben Folds, “Because I want to.”
No.
Huh? I think you just made something up.
To quote Ben Folds again (same song, next line), “I really, really want to.”
Way to give him/her a piece of your mind! Those who love you care about your ridiculous and often hysterical ranting about nothing, I promise. I smile often.
how dare they! i love you and your blog and i read it all the time! so there mean internet man/woman.
You can, in fact, trip on the internets. Unless you have wireless.
You can, in fact, trip on the internets. Unless you have wireless.
definitely notoriety. also, totally ridiculous!
This person obviously did not do their research. Had they done so, they would realize you already have fame and notoriety. I mean, you were on E! discussing Kevin Federline.
i am, a lackadaisical, if constant, supporter of People Say She’s Crazy. and to aforementioned anonymous meanie, i say “nah nah nee boo boo.”
I remember when you used to blog. That was cool.
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