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On July 13, 2007
At 12:40 am
Comments : 10

So it’s been several days since I posted and, what can I say, there’s nothing compelling to write about. The weather’s beautiful, the Nike+ Nano is rocking my world, and I made fantastic chipotle salsa this evening. Fascinating, I know. So you know what this all means: blogging about blogging, everyone’s favorite. But I decided to actually take a page from JF over at 365questions and answer his “Are you a blog addict?” quiz. I did the official one and I was ahead of him (or behind him, depending on how you look at it), 75% addicted to blogs as opposed to his 71%. Let’s try this one now.

Before I do the quiz, let me just say, yes, heartily yes. I hope I haven’t given anything away.

I don’t usually copy people’s posts verbatim, but I kind of have to, to answer the quiz, don’t I? So here goes.

1. You wake up in the morning, turn on the computer, then only, go to the bathroom.

Well, no. But only because the bathroom is on the way to the computer. I’m just efficient that way.

2. You go out of the bathroom, sit at your computer and open your blog’s homepage, just to see it’s still there.

I have faith in my blog. I go to my stats first. I think that makes me even more of a blog addict.

3. You have breakfast and then you allow yourself 10 minutes to check your stats from the day before. You go to work.

I can do both at the same time! And then I go to work.

4. You work. Once or twice in the day you check your email and if you have comments, you discretely log into the admin and approve them. One more click to clear the spam, and you check who’s on your blog right now. You know that the security guys may be wondering who is accessing an URL with wp-admin in it so you don’t stay around too long.

My e-mail pings me all day and I do indeed check it as soon as I hear the beep. But I don’t really get spam comments anymore since I turned off the ability to comment on posts older than 30 days. Spammers don’t seem to dig fresh & new posts.

I always know who is on my blog. Well, I don’t know who you are, but I know your town. It looks lovely, by the way.

I never considered my IT department. Uh oh. Actually, they’re establishing a new policy this month that will block a lot of websites. I may have to quit my job.

5. You have a look at your feed reader after lunch, just to keep up to date with the news. You can star an item here and there for later, or post one of two things to delicious, or even send yourself a link, for further investigation…

Oh dear. I read my feed reader all day. If it gets to 100 I start to panic. If it gets above 200 I close my browser because I can’t bear looking at it. But usually I don’t let it get above 20.

6. You go home, change clothes and start up the computer. Your real day starts.

You can check comments and stats on a Blackberry between the office and home and even when you’re out to dinner. I wonder why people have stopped inviting me to dinner.

7. You consistently read all your feeds until you have zero items left.

OK, yes.

8. You have a firefox extensions for checking Digg, posting to Reddit, Stumbling Upon, posting to Delicious, and adding favorites to Technorati.

This is the only thing that I don’t really do as it’s not so much my thing. But I do go around commenting on other people’s blogs. Does that count?

9. You are reading this post.

Am not!

10. You wrote this post.

Oh FINE. You got me.

I’ve used this one before but I don’t care.
Neil Finn – Addicted


10 Comments for this post

  1. NoShowMo says:

    I don’t have a problem. I can stop anytime I want to.

  2. JF says:

    11. You wrote this post !

  3. JF says:

    Thanks for taking the time to reply to my challenging idea. I really think you are addicted, and in your case that’s good. I forgot to mention I also get email alerts at the office, and I also check my comments on my office smartphone (no crackberry) whenever I can connect for free in Paris, which has become rare… Otherwise I won’t do it because my company would pay for the data transmission (the guys from the security… They might read your blog.)

  4. Becca says:

    Nosh, uh yes, me too. Mmmm hmm.

    JF, thanks for giving me something to blog about in a slow week! Maybe it’s an early Bastille Day present. I’m lucky in that my Crackberry is all mine (the unlucky part is that I have to pay for it) but this is further evidence that I’m addicted, I think. I pay for a smartphone so that I can have e-mail and web access all the time.

    12. I pay $40 a month to never be away from my blog.

    Now excuse me, I have to go make my breakfast. 😉

  5. Sarpon says:

    Maybe you can take off from this and work up a quiz about those of us who may be addicted to other people’s blogs. Just call us blogga-be’s.

  6. kb says:

    1. You wake up in the morning, turn on the computer, then only, go to the bathroom.

    Uh, how about: “you wake up in the morning and you have to pee really really bad. But you still check your computer first, and while there, you hear someone else go into the only bathroom and turn on the shower.”

    kb more than once!

  7. Celia says:

    That one would include something like,

    You wrack your brains to come up with something to say in response to each post so that you can attain the status of regular commenter, so as to bask in the reflected cool of the blogger. Even if there is no “Top Commenters” widget.

    (Although I admit the Top Commenters widget has exacerbated my problem.)

  8. Becca says:

    Sarp, I just like the word blogga. I feel badass when I say it.

    kb, this is why I live alone.

    Celia, that’s some fine wracking, though. But this works a lot better when there is a cool blogger involved. Or cool blogga.

  9. RN says:

    What if you wake up in the morning, log onto your laptop and carry it to the bathroom with you?


  10. KP says:

    I had something profound to write and then got to the “I’ve used this one before but I don’t care” comment and laughed so hard I forgot what I was going to say..

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