Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Delurk from thine mist
I've noticed a fall off in the amount of comments i received. I wracked my brains over what might've caused it. Was it me? Was i too dark? Were my expressions too heavy with my lewd, sexual gasoline? And then i saw that other sites have experienced a similar drop. Apparently, there's something in the web'o'sphere that has caused the readers to quiet their keyboard taps.
Well, i know i'm somewhat to blame, but a holiday has been declared, and i'm never one to miss a commemoration when it serves my purposes. So, in good spirits of the day, lurkers come out and declare yourself!
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Hi,
I'm not really lurking per se, just a new reader who doesn't want to over-comment. I've enjoyed all of the posts I've read so far. Thank you!
De-lurked.
I enjoy reading your stuff. I just don't really have much to say...
Oh I'm here and adoring every entry you do enter. I have to admit I'm one of those "lurkers" who doesn't say much, however your posts do get my mind moving in areas that I very much enjoy.
~ le
I suppose I've been lurking. Reasons: Certainly not a lack of writing depth or interest, so don't worry. More like a bit of a disconnection from writing comments overall. I tend to write them too quickly and sometimes without thinking. Then i feel people don't really get the message I'm trying to portray, or don't understand me the way i'd like to be understod. So i've been commenting and writing more infrequently.
Happy delurk day. Here's to many more Deity entries of sordidness and depravity. Cheers.
milla
poor Deity, sitting sad and forlorn at the insufficiency of vestal nowhere-near-virgins dancing corseted, pierced and thoroughly spanked at the altar to your poetic sadism.
i for one do most humbly beg forgiveness for the infrequency of my comments - and note that i sent your recent spanking piece to the man who owns and loves me, as inspiration for our impending long weekend together.
meanwhile, please do continue to try to scare me. it is part of my eductaion.
Rest assured, your blog is still loved greatly (well, by me anyway ^_^).
i haven't posted any comments due to the insanity that is school. i have so much to do that i dont even remember half of what needs to be done *sigh*.
Some of the recent post have actually left me speechless. in a good way. they've really done quite the opposite of scaring me away
Cheers
H.
I have de-lurked! :)
Hello,
I am one of your lurkers who comes to languish in your words. The visual and visceral that you create is breathtaking.
Thank you
denise
Deity
i always read your blog, but i am reluctant to repeat myself ad nauseum. I like to comment if i can respond with a new stream of thought. Yes i could have commented on the bimbo blog but i am still trying to find my way around it, especially when i have to spend two hours of lecture time, each week, trying to look at the lecturer's face rather than movement of the gg cleavage.
Please continue the great work, with those little French phrases to add a European flavour.
Venus was here.
guilty as charged.
i'm a relatively new reader, a few months or so, but your blog is one of my favorites.
i love a man who can articulate himself well. i'm a work in progress in that regard so it makes me hesitant to comment.
i'll endeavor to do better. =)
My theory is that most everyone (in the US, at least) is watching TV—new fall season, new episodes, new shows, et cetera. Ridiculous? Sure. But is it really so ridiculous a theory, or is it ridiculous because it's actually kind of really true?
Not that much TV for me, though. I am usually a non-commenter simply because I'm shy.
I think I may have previously delurked...
I love reading your blog. You write beautifully and I always love to read about your experiences! You have an interesting and unique perspective, and I look forward to reading more in the future!
Delurking...
I've been reading you for a while now. I find you very intriguing, and you've given me much food for thought. I read a lot of blogs, but rarely, if ever, comment on any of them. It's just the way I am. However, I am one for delurking when requested. So, yes, hello. :)
The Cunt
I'll hold back my praises this time as I am sure you've heard enough to them. I've never really lurked and I think I've commented quite a bit, but I've always been like that in my college classes where I felt confident, to the point that people would ask me to please stop answering all the teacher's questions so others might get a chance to earn a grade as well. I even remember how in a Spanish class a teacher finally said, "Ok, now someone else, please." Maybe I should even comment less! But, anyhow, rest assured that you are red and adored.
delurking..
your posts usually leave me to aroused to string together coherent sentences....
I'm listening.
I lurk because you take my breath away with your words and the depth of your interests. I lurk because I also have writers block, and this includes commenting most of the time.
But now I have commented so I have de-lurked for the moment. Yay me.
Mae
Okay. Wow, that was much more successful than i imagined.
Thank you to all of you who've taken the opportunity (risk?) of dropping a line.
I'd encourage those of you who will return to lurking to offer your viewpoints on what it is you read here. A good starting point, since it is primarily the theme of this site, would be to describe how the post may contribute to your own transformation.
I know, quite presumptuous of me, but hey, it's my site, and i'll assume that some of you have had their thoughts altered by mine.
Just discovered your blog--and am late to the delurking, my apologies--but am finding it quite beautifully written and very intriguing...
I'm one of your faithful lurkers, but I only stop by once a month or so to get caught up on your latest posts.
I always intend to comment; we've got a lot of the same obsessions. Unfortunately, your posts make me think too much--I'll have a response half-written, realize that my ideas are only half-formed, and retreat to think on it some more. And then another month goes by.
But I'm reading. Oh, yes.
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