So, I've just followed this blog. It's called Cuddlebuggery Book Blog, and I'm REALLY feeling it, know what I mean? Anyway, since I don't have a post this non-stop rainy day, I shall take a page from this wonderful discovery and follow suit on their 10 Crazy Things Book Bloggers Worry About. Because it's given me a serious inspiration face-lift, ya'll, so go check it out if you're in the mood for a quick dosage of Laugh Attacks. As for myself? I'm going to talk about things that send me headlong into a stunner of a panic attack. For serious.
1. You blogger, me stalker. I stalk you. You may not know it. You may know it, though I don’t know how you do. I watch you on Twitter. I glimpse your facebook. I stare at my Crack Reads list until I see your blog is updated. I mentally tell you I love you. Because it’s true. Your content sends me in awe at your intellect and humor. My question is CAN WE PLEASE BE FRIENDS NOW?
2. I’ll be reading this book… next July. I know of at least five books that have been patiently be waiting to be read… since last year. I can’t name them for you because it’s nine-thirty at night and inside I am as old as your grandmother and my internal clock is ready to shutdown. Even so, POOR, POOR THINGS. They’re totally handling the neglect well, but I’m afraid I may have done too much damage.
3. When I grow up, I’m going to get a job. TO PAY FOR ALL THESE LIBRARY FINES. I didn’t think it was possible to rack up so much at a place of fellow book lovers who lend out books… but there you have it. Another cold, harsh reality of the world. I cringe inside a little every time I see the unforgiving lines of my attendant when I tell him or her I don’t have the money. I toss and turn in the night wondering when they’ll show up at my house with scary demands.
4. GIVE ME MORE ARCS… No wait, PLEASE don’t! Unless I ask! Gosh, darn, I love ARCs. Who doesn’t, really? And there’s that greedy side of me that’s all, Give me all your ARCs. in my best imitation of a hooded person with a water gun in his/her pocket and very creepy deep voice. And then there’s the other side, the SANE side, that says, You can make those irrational demands when you’ve finished all your other books like a good little girl, to which I have to check the urge to whisper, Yes, mummy.
5. Your blog layout gives me epilepsy in the eyes. I really shouldn’t say things like that, ‘cos it’s not a joke, you know? I know some people. BUT IT’S THE TRUTH. My eyes seize away when I am blinded by your layout that looks like you whipped out all of your highlighters and LET YOURSELF GO. While I appreciate artistic creativity, or insanity *shrugs*, WHATEVS, my eyes beg you to restrain yourself.
6. They don’t follow me because they love me, they love me because they follow me. I worry about that, ya’ll. Giveaways are fun and all but would it kill you to not be so INVISIBLE, SILENT, and (possibly) DEADLY? Thanks!
7. "Your review has received ZERO comments… beeeeep." You know that feeling when you work on a review for AN HOUR OR TWO and you schedule it like the responsible blogger you are and everything, and then you wake up one morning to NO COMMENTS. Zilch. Nada. Strike OneTwoThree. I haven’t shed any tears yet, but, boy, I’ve *head-desk*ed OFTEN.
8. I tweeted you every day, Awesome Giveaway, so why didn’t I win? That feeling of winning some ay-mazing bookish prize thrills and excites. Until that plummeting feeling hits and all anticipation drains because, alas, YOU DIDN’T WIN. I want a refund on all those 11:11 AM/PM wishes I made to be sure there was SUCCESS!
9. Homework, reading, reading, homework. Reading *nods*. Needless to say, I haven’t been doing very well in school lately. Still, that internal debate TAKES A LOT OUT OF ME. Not nearly as bad as hitting mile three on the treadmill, but almost as hard as passing up a second boston crème doughnut. Success rate is just barely 50-50.
10. Did you break your spellcheck? Those red squiggly underscores are not just the bane of your existence, or there to annoy you with ALL THE COLOR. And also, I wouldn’t mind if you let the grammar bee look over your content. And while you’re at it, could you make your review longer than three sentences. I’d like to, YOU KNOW, learn more THINGS. Wham, bam, thank you, man!