Losing My Touch?

I put the counter up on this blog about a month ago, and since that time I haven't even gotten 4000 hits. That's right, not even 4000 measly hits. I mean, that's a good number if you're some teenage chick who spends all your time writing about how much you just LOVE Clay Aiken or some shit...

(http://www.livejournal.com/users/funsizegoodness/)

...but when you consider that on an average day, the main page at Dean's Planet gets more than twenty times the amount of hits I've gotten all month, it's not too impressive. Not too impressive at all.

I'll tell you what this means. I have a cult following. This blog is the dark, dank corner of the site, frequented by people who are like me. If you're reading this, chances are you're a freak, perv or loner like me.

You know what else is surprising to me? I haven't gotten ONE pissed off e-mail about my power ballads column. I must be losing my touch. Maybe I should go the Doc route and "retire."

Oh, and don't send me hate mail now out of sympathy. I'll know if you're faking.