Of interest?

I guess I'd best say something of note today, hadn't I? I wouldn't want to disappoint the myriad fans that I've built-up these past few weeks. Trust me, they're numerate. In fact, why don't I talk about these people? That'll be something to do. See if you can guess who you are.

1) This fella is somewhat of an enigma (read; not enigmatic D:); an introspective philosopher - interesting and difficult, caring and cold. Hard to ignore. Annoyingly.

2) This person is hilarious. In a disgusting way. Like... makes you want to vomit. And laugh. Whilst you vomit. And then eat your own vomit. Nice guy; nosey cunt though. I mean this in the ameliorative sense, too, unbelievably.

3) From the wrong end of the country.

4) From the wrong country.

5) Hair is too long.

6) Doesn't make any sense.

Bleh. I got bored. 6 people. That's atrocious. How am I meant to become a worldwide phenomenon? Grass-roots support is irritatingly difficult to cultivate; this is like real life farmtown, but without the servitude, laughs at the un-emancipated, and mind-numbing tedium of watching a pixelated pikey run around trying to hoe. Damn I hate facebook. Honestly, how do you make people read what you want? This blog isn't selfless, far from it; it's not catharsis, nor is it hugely enjoyable to keep up - it's time consuming and frustrating; and writing for a mini-audience has limited appeal. Don't get me wrong, I suck, and don't expect a hoard of followers to start reading this with Christian-like zealotry, but everyone has to start somewhere. I need to invent a new niche career where I can make money from doing this; paid by the idiocy. I'd be the richest man on earth. Apart from those with true love... That's what you want, isn't it ;_;.

Self-pity.