As I surf Blog Explosion to gaze upon humanity's creativity I am impressed, humored, intelligently challenged, saddened, motivated, irked, frustrated, and sometimes those 30 seconds feel more like 15 minutes. I get so tired of the prostitutes. That's right...you read correctly...p-r-o-s-t-i-t-u-t-e-s. Blogho's. I know you know what I'm talkin' about. Those folks that come up with controversial topics for the sole purpose of getting some poor "John" to leave a comment. There's also the ones that post questions on their blog...just another way to solicit comments. Then there are those that are just total Comment Whores. They simply beg for comments.
I do love reading comments. I don't need it. Comments do not raise or lower my self-esteem. They do not dictate if my day will be a good one, or not. I don't live for them. I don't steal money to get my comment-fix. I'd never think of paying for them. I, also, will not fake a comment, either. If I do that I will never have my needs met. And that's just wrong! Comments are wonderful, but there needs to be a balance. I wouldn't want to become a comment-addict or anything like that. CAA..."Hi, my name is Kat and I'm a Comment Addict." Nope, no thanks. Not for me! I'll pass. Anyway, I'm more of a giver than a receiver.....know what I mean?
If ya want to leave a comment then do, or don't. Whatever. I'll be ok either way.