I forgot how ridiculous wordpress is. I mean it has graphs to show you page views and stats and Best Day Evers. It can tell you what people searched for to get to your blog, or what link somebody clicked to get to your blog and what they clicked once they got there. It makes me feel like I'm spying on my readers to be honest. Although I get a kick out of it, it's more information than I ever needed. And graphs are always pretty.
I have this huge desire to do something bold, fictionally speaking I mean. I've got an idea but I can't do it until I get my essay done. See when you're writing about a philosophy where pleasure is the path to ease suffering it is all too easy to just not bother writing anything at all.
Also: this philosophy decides to talk about everything is made up of atoms and then throw in some advice about relationships. Namely, if she ain't there to fuck, go fuck someone else! It's almost as good as the rules of when to pee. Oh Classical Civilisation I love you so.
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