According to aimfight.com, everyone’s jockin’ me like they know me. I “fought” a few of my buddies and scored win after win. It felt good, but I wasn’t sure why. Then, I found that your score is the result of how many people link to you, (and sequentially, how many people link to them) and it all made sense. I’ve been on AIM for awhile and use it regularly, so I’m bound to know some other people who know some other people, etc.
I’m just glad that in addition to HotOrNot, Friendster, and MySpace, a couple of bored programmers have created a brand new way for self-indulgent internet whores to reaffirm their social desirability via the indirect signs of approval from their peers. I mean, who wants to make themselves vulnerable by actually telling someone how much they value them? And how can you be cocky about the sheer amount of people who adore you without having the numbers to back it up?
At a whopping 6243, my ranking is below only those of the publisher and promotions guy of the now defunct Feedback Magazine. As well it should be. If I have a greater network of buddies than the guys who ran a bunch of large-scale events in Austin, then that city has a serious problem.
Looks like I can spend the rest of the afternoon happily basking in my own instant-messaging greatness… Surely, I am the most popular girl ever, which I must tell everyone in the chatrooms this Friday night as I play online poker in my dimly lit room wearing pajama pants while eating leftover spaghetti for four or five hours.
Ron says:
Wow Kat. If you had a penis, it would be so much bigger than mine.
July 22, 2005, 8:44 pm