To bother, or not to bother...

I was just looking at the stats for my blog visits. 68 in total, one evry day. Given that I suspect that, on a day-to-day basis, it's either itelli checking if I've come up with anything slightly non-boring or me checking if anyone finds what I write slightly non-boring, I think that no one except me and italli ever look at this blog.
No one.
Not even by accident does anyone ever end up reading my blog. Statistically, that is an impossibility. There are billions of internet users, most of them spend a good part of their day looking around webpages and blogs, so by the Power of Maths, I cannot be the only one to read my blog! I refuse to accept this! It's the same as dancing around in a blossomed field in May and not stepping on a single flower! Im-freaking-possible! Therefore, I have no choice but to declare the space-time continuum to be void and the end of the world to be near.

Repent! The end is nigh!

One of my friends (who, by the way, verified my theory about who it is that reads my blog) sugested that my blog does not have enough keywords, it's not "in" enough, it cannot attract enough attention. It should be more market-friendly, more shiny and sparkly, more trendy. Maybe so. I though about changing the title to "TrendyBlog", but I think that's lame. But then again, people might actually read it. So what I'll do is to include a trendy snappy keyword in every one of my future posts, just to trick someone else except me and itelli to read my blog. Today's word is "Paris Hilton".

In other news, I found a house. And I'm thinking of taking up writing again, maybe there is something in my head except random thoughts that I can for into a coherent text. I even bought a notebook to keep track of my thoughts throughout the day, chances are it'll be left with the two pages of (pompous, witty-looking and ridiculously mysterious) introduction in it. But what the heck. I'll keep you (or should I say itelli) informed.

Should I even bother? I wonder...