Look at me! NO, DON'T LOOK AT ME.

I have used that phrase to describe myself on several occasions. It's very true. I want people to pay attention to me, but I am often not comfortable with the levels of attention I receive. I think this is why I have taken to blogging and using Twitter. It is sort of like having the best of both worlds. I have an audience of people to laugh at my jokes, but they aren't there staring back at me. Or are they?

Yesterday I mocked the idea of being Internet-famous... but I guess it really is a thing. Kelly wrote about it on Metblogs yesterday in response to this article from the Vancouver Sun. At first I thought it was kind of ridiculous for people to whine about it. That is, until it occurred to me that the same thing could happen to me. How friggin' WEIRD would that be?

There was one time where I was at a party and someone said they were too nervous to talk to me because they felt like I was kind of famous. It blew my mind. It had never occurred to me that some people might have the same feelings of admiration for me that I have about my favourite bloggers and Twitter idols. I mean, really. I'm just a normal girl. A normal girl that writes crap on the Internet and promptly forgets about the fact that anyone outside of a small circle of friends is going to read it.

Man. That is kind of fucked up. Here's hoping that I never get recognized on the street. If that ever happens, I fear that my brain might explode. BOOM!