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50 Posts And Counting…

My Blog I just noticed that my last post, Who needs God? was my – get this – 50th post here! And of course this is cause to celebrate. Not only do I get to write about it but I also increase my post count by 1. *insert maniacal laugh here*. Ok. Gloating done.

When I first started this blog, I probably didn’t imagine that I would actually stick with it. After all I’ve started blogs before and abandoned them just as quickly. I’m one of those people who has a great idea/insight whatever (imagine a bulb lighting up over my head), rushes off to do it and then because it takes a lot of effort to keep going, I quit. 

Nowhere is it more obvious than when it comes to video games and web projects. My sister and I will both start off a game at the same time. I usually stop playing once I hit a difficult level and start looking at another game. My sister on the other hand will not only keep playing till the end, but she will also replay  it till she makes expert on all levels *shudder*. That just isn't me.

And yet, months after starting I’m still here. While the idea to start blogging again came from MG, I should say it was probably RS (the one follower I got) is the one who kept me at it :). And I’m glad I did. How else would I get to write a post titled 50 posts and counting?

P.S: Want to bet I will make it to 100 posts? Anyone?

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