My curiosity knows no bounds. I installed a visitor tracker because I am curious about anyone who would visit my site. Not because I want to know how many have viewed it.
*Note: This is my second post of the day, if you want to read the other just scroll down.*
My first Curiosity Killed the Cat post was because my tracker was logging a lot of visits. Most didn't stay for more than 0 seconds. I wanted to know how people were finding my site. Of course, I hadn't then realized that the next blog button sent you to a random blog. I never pushed the button to see where it led to. I found most of the blogs I go to now from a single post on gigglechick. I found her from my yahoo start page. It was something about the blog awards. Jay was giving her a run for her money on the biggest blog whore award. That very first blog, Jay's Party got me hooked. I can't get to sleep most nights, so I had delved through all the archives. I liked it very much and still visit daily. From there I found Jack's blog. And from various comments and Jack's sidebar, I found many of the blogs you see on mine. Curiosity is how I found most of those. So basically, until recently I never hit the next blog button. The only site I found worthy of my bookmarks doing that was Blogs for Firefox.
So, moral of the story, I pay attention to my counter. I investigate every visitor. Basic terms, I click on the drill down and see how long they stayed for and what they came from. I don't use the ip or other info for anything really. Just satisfying my curiousity. So, I have some interesting ones.
lj1101.inktomisearch.com (Inktomi Corporation)--California, Foster City, United States, 0 returning visits--Date Time WebPage--March 12th 2005 03:15:26 PM--No referring link<--- This one visits every 2 days, without fail. No referring link, and doesn't stay longer than 0 seconds. By far, my most curious visitor. I wonder why they come back, if they aren't even reading it?
Worldcall Dotcom)--Sindh, Karachi, Pakistan, 0 returning visits--Date Time WebPage--March 12th 2005 02:43:07 PM--mickicas.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_mickicas_archive.html--search.yahoo.com/ search?p=cartoon network%3A winx club porn pics&sm=Yahoo%21 Search&fr=FP-tab-web-t&toggle=1<--This is my newest search entry. By far, my funniest. I guess the turnup is from when I did my I'm Addicted post. I was listing the cartoons I watch every saturday. I'm addicted to cartoons. I think I always will be. The most curious thing about that search, to me, is that they read as being from Pakistan.
So this is our, you can laugh at me today, post. I know how all of my commenters got here. Only tina came from a comment from a site that wasn't hers. Everyone else, pretty much came from a comment I gave on their site. I enjoy reading other's blogs. I like hearing about other's problems. For purely selfish reasons. It takes my mind off my own. I don't have that many of them, aside from bad, hateful parents, my life is great. My main problem is being at home all the time. I choose to read other's pages and it shows me my life isn't that bad. I know, it's selfish, but I'm not going to lie to you. There's no point. My favorite site by far is Jay's. His wit is hilarious. He is so sweet and loving to his wife. You can see it in the words and comments. He's also a bit of a little boy too. That's refreshing and amusing.
Sometimes I will post about something my boys did. Usually, it's going to be something amusing to you, but pisses me off. Sometimes I see something in the 'news' that pisses me off. I have no other adult outlet, as my husband doesn't care to hear about it, so I write that here too. I complain about my parents. This is my main source of sadness about my life. Every time, on one of 'my' blogs, that I read about someone's parents, it's gushy. Apparently most don't know what it's like to have parents who ignore them or demean them at every oppurtunity. That's great. Sometimes I live vicariously through that. Sometimes I'm jealous. Sometimes I want to comment something like, "You better hold on to that, not all parents love their kids." Mostly I refrain. When Restless asked people to visit Home Fires, because her dad died, I did. But I didn't comment. I couldn't. All I wanted to do was say how lucky she was to have a father that loved her, no matter what she did. No matter who she was. Thank your lucky stars you had that, I didn't. That's not something someone should hear after the loss of a loved one. Considering that's my only real problem in life I should feel lucky. I guess. I don't know.
If you want to know what I'm talking about regarding my parents, the entries are in order, first one I wrote, etc: About me and what made me who I am today, Assholes, and I think it's time to tell you about my mother.
My thoughts are always random. That's why my posts are all over the board. My brain works faster than my mouth does. Even my typing. Sometimes it's very hard to follow the thread of an entry because my typing skipped it and my brain thought it was already there. As you can see by the way this post ended up. It's all about me, but hey, it's my blog and I can cry if I want to. ;) |