Overwhelming giddiness

As I read my elder friend John Ferguson's blog, I found that my own wretched blogging existence had become a much more accessible read for many. A strange feeling of happiness filled me as I pondered the thought that wandering internet surfers might venture into my narcissism. As I went to visit my friend Osama ben Dunson's diary of diatribes, I saw that there, too, was a link to my own life. At this point, I was near tears (of joy), thinking of my newfound credibility and cultural relevance. Please excuse me. I need to take some time to settle down. One shouldn't get too happy.