When I first started this blog, I wanted to remain anonymous for a good reason. Admittedly, most of the stuff I post is a pile of poo, but in the midst of all this excrement one can find honest, personal stuff about me. Stuff that'll probably get me in trouble one day.
A wise man once told me, " If you put up personal stuff on the www, it becomes public knowledge. and no matter how anonymous you wish to remain, someone will find out your real identity. So if you're going to do this anyway, know this - You can't run for President."
I had no intention of running for President then. I still don't. But I still didn't want to reveal my identity outright. It's much easier having your say, posting your opinions and writing about personal things when you know that the random person reading it doesn't know who you really are.
Then I had the bright idea to link this to my Orkut Profile. It still remains linked. Somehow I don't think that was very smart of me. Not exactly oozing with genius, that move. I've really gone and done it this time. No Presidency for me.
I say it again, I have no intention of running for President. But what if I become a captain of industry? What if I become famous, or even quasi-famous? (You never know!) What if I go on Australian Idol? (Like I said, you never know!) Anyone with half a nose for a news story will probably find this blog in under 4 minutes and then my past will come back to haunt me in the form of Pg 3 headlines.
Then I'll probably fall from grace, be reduced to living in a cardboard box, drinking cheap wine from a brown paper bag and wallowing in a pool of my vomit.
I remember reading in one of Scott Adams' posts, something vaguely about fate or destiny and choices we make or whatever. He asked the question, "Will you become a captain of industry or will you drown in your own vomit?" The way things are going, I'm progressing towards the vomit.
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Well, once you started commenting on your friends' blogs, and some of them linked to yours, and given the details about your travel, and taste in music ;-), Orkut was probably just the last nail on the coffin of your Presidential aspirations.
:-).
Avjala* for President!!!
* Intentionally misspelt to maintain a thin-veil of privacy among the non-orkutting crowd.
The saving grace is that Google doesn't pick-up orkut stuff!
quite a spas eh?! haha! have a good weekend!
the age of privacy is dead, boyo, cold and stiff with two Xs for eyes.
if you do become President, don't blog about your interns, is all.
and - tag!
Geek - I'm no so worried about the travel or the music as I am about the fact that I've freely mentioned dabbling in substances that are illegal in most countries.
And yes, Google doesn't pick up Orkut stuff, YET. One day, it will. One day, Google will rule the world, and I will not be President.
Tart - It was indeed a lovely weekend. Me and a friend got kicked out of a pub. Apparently there is such a thing as too much alcohol.
Sac - Yeah, my privacy is indeed dead. I think I may have had something to do with accelerating it's demise.
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