February 23, 2009

My Numbers Are Buggin'

Numbers don't bother me.

Okay, let me clarify... the numbers on my scale bother me, the numbers in my bank account bother me, and the sadly low number of hours I get to spend alone, they bother me.

The numbers I was referring to are my bloggy numbers. Twitter Followers, Statcounter hits, and Blogger Followers. Hell, the Twitter Followers aren't really my problem. I do something completely stupid over there every day so I'm pretty fucking thrilled I haven't been kicked out.

But these Blogger Followers, that number is right there on my Dashboard and I notice when it changes. Then I do one of two things - Go looking for the new follower like I'm hunting Easter Eggs. My new follower is my egg and I hold it and hug it and love it. Or, like today, try like hell to figure out who unfollowed me. I throw myself on the floor kicking and screaming and cursing the mother-trucker who decided I suck all of a sudden. What did I do wrong? It was the Chat post wasn't it? Gimme a break, I can't be brilliant all the time!

And then there are those damn stats! There was a time I checked them with crackhead intensity. The first time I had 100 hits a day I thought I was one step away from fame. I'm quite far from famous. Like it's not gonna happen. The closest I might get is some pedophile celebrity ahem Micheal Jackson looking here to find nekkid pictures of little boys. The number of perverts that read my blog bothers me. I hear you can block them but I don't know how.

11 comments:

Sara Bonds said...

I don't freak over stats like followers either, but I do like them. Everyone lost a ton of followers all in one night apparently. Blogspot had issues.

Anonymous said...

Blogger is having issues right now - I think most people had this problem - so don't feel unloved. You'll get all your followers back.

Stacie said...

ha. I know seriously, I lost two and I can't figure out WHO...and then overnight I gained another...

oh well.

Brandy Rose said...

I know how you feel.

Anonymous said...

I'm glad to hear that there's a blogger problem--'cause I lost EIGHT. I know my last post was written by a crack head -ahem- but seriously? Eight people dropped me over it?!?

All numbers suck. Even the numbers on my paycheck. :P

April said...

I lost one the other day and stared at it forever trying to figure out who it was. Hubby said, "If you can't figure it out, why do you care?" Good point but it still bothered me.

Sarah said...

I'm wondering if I should go anonymous on your butt just to see if you figure out it's me hiding. Hmmmm...Oh crap! I gave myself away didn't I?

And the "hug it and love it?" That was straight out of the Loonie Toons. "I will hug him and love him and pet him and I will call him George!"

Alicia @ Oh2122 said...

I lost one this week, then the next day they popped back in.

Um... WTF was that?

You liked me two days ago, dropped me, then suddenly I'm cool again?

I'm sure that one was just a weird fluke thing, but it's enough to give you 11th grade flashbacks.

At least my blog doesn't smell like Aqua Net...

Jen said...

I know what you mean, watching the numbers can make you go a little nuts. I have tried to stop. Who really cares....






(I was just kidding I care, I care.)

Debra said...

Well for my own sanity and to protect my fragile ego, I removed the "followers" tag from my blog. Silly I know, but I couldn't take the pressure. Being of a competitive nature ( I would say I wasn't but apparently my ego say's "Hell yes. you are")it was just one more thing to worry about, and I didn't need that.
What was that? Perverts? How do you know this? Good lord I did not know you could find this out. Well, now my ego has just stepped back to make way for my paranoia to kick in.

FunnyGal KAT said...

I used to be OBSESSED with our stat counter... it's probably good for my mental health that it never got put back up after our redesign. I like to see how many followers we have, but for some reason, I'm not as obsessed as I was with the counter. But I think I would be upset to lose a follower.