Paranoia and people to count on

In a fit of complete lack of anything better to do I decided to check out a couple of blogs I happen to have bookmarked, and was pleased to see that en0l had submitted another semi-nonsense post yesterday. While reading through it I noticed two links, both of which I placed in the back of my head as things to return to when I had finished reading the post, since some people have the nasty habit of creating links that replace the contents of the current window. Upon reaching the last line of the post I went back and noticed that the first link was something about the Paris Hilton cellphone hacker chaos unleashed on the intarweb a couple of days ago (a link that did open in a new window but ended up at a 404, I might add), while the second link had something to do with blog author paranoia and linked directly to... my blog. I know I'm considered by many of my friends to be paranoia incarnate, but to link the word "paranoid" to my blog?

To be quite honest I don't remember if I actually laughed out loud when I read it or if I just smiled. Posts like these contradict my personal belief that every single person I know are boring idiots that don't understand a joke if it does not involve someone getting hurt or something at least remotely seuxally. I don't know if I would still be alive if it wasn't for the uplifting phone conversations I can always rely on en0l supplying me with when I'm feeling shit out of luck at work.

If I were to end this post here without at least mentioning en0l's girlfriend she would simply kill me since she's been asking me a couple of times to write about her in my blog. Hey, I guess I'm fresh out of imagination, because I can't think of anything to write about her other than what I already mentioned. Oh, and that she has lovely eyes; she loves that.