Dreams, dreams, lala something littlest things...

More pretty followers! Welcome, my new friends, and thank you for taking an interest/increasing the pressure for me to write witty and insightful things! I didn't even have to resort to bribery either – I was pretty close to putting up some sort of coupons to try and force some new people to join. Present this exclusive code on MSN to prove that you've been reading to get 20% off your next bar of chocolate! Or something along those lines. Maybe that would help with the oh so mysterious anonymous people? If you unveil yourself I'll... give you some chocolate? It's an idea for the future anyway, as of just now my curiosity as to their ninja identities hasn't quite driven me to breaking point.

I've always known it doesn't take me long to run through my full range of anecdotes and run out of ways to make myself sound interesting, but I suppose its nice to put a number on it – 10 entries before the well runs dry. Maybe my brain is instead helpfully using up all my creativity for my sleep, finding new and interesting unrelated scenarios to place plane crashes into. I'm not afraid of heights or flying, I don't have any sort of issue when I'm awake with planes, but my subconscious seems determined to give me plenty of practice in dealing with highly improbably situations in which one has crashed nearby and I need to respond to it. We get planes flying over the house quite regularly though – maybe in my half-asleep status I'm just hearing one, and so my brain decides to accompany the noise that's leaked through to my dream with a full-blown situation?

Oh dear, entry 11 and there's so little going on in my waking life that I've had to resort to plumbing the depths of my dreams. At least I got off fairly lightly, I was dreading the potential consequences after I realised a little too late that it might not have been the smartest idea to start Resident Evil 4 before bed last night.

5 days til socialising! I'm a bit rusty when it comes to dealing with actual, live humans, so help me out here – they're generally between 9 and 15 feet tall, subside on nuts and small woodland creatures and are confused and frightened by open spaces, yes? I'd better select express delivery on that XXL sized cage to make sure it arrives on time.

Culture Shock

Only a few hours in, and I've got some followers already! I like that. With Facebook (boo) it was just friends, MSN its contacts, but on here I have actual followers. Like Jesus! As it stands I've got 4... but one of them's anonymous! I wonder what this means? Is it someone who just found me on Google and thinks I'm interesting? A friend of a friend who doesn't know me? Even maybe an ex-friend who doesn't want anyone to know they care about the minutae of my life any more? Whoever it is, I'm very curious, I'd like to know what kind of odd circumstances mean you want to follow me, just... not publically.

Of course, it only shows those who are willing to reveal themselves on my front page, so I can just claim I've got a HUNDRED friends, they're just all anonymous and they go to a different school/are from Canada, so you wouldn't know them so don't try and look them up or anything but they're totally real and I'm going to see them next summer.

On the other point, I wonder what kind of people I don't know will stumble across this? Maybe I should try and push myself up the Google rankings by latching onto some pop culture. Twilight! High School Musical! Umm... Hanson?

As I've just unwittingly revealed, one of the side effects (or maybe perks) of my position firmly on the outskirts of society is that the term “doesn't get out much” applies very literally to me. I can usually be expected to be a solid 3 months behind any sort of trend, and case in point recently discovered what a Ke$ha was, putting all those MSN statuses that I thought were shockingly slutty at the time into some sort of context at least. I also have been reliably informed that Rihanna has a bangin' new choon called “Umbrella” that absolutely no-one is sick of yet.

Ella. Ella. Ella.