You know, I should be above this, but I'm not.
My counter was at 4122 or so when it just decided to start over at 11 for no reason, recently.
Then it went back to 4135. Now today I notice that it's back to double digits again.
It's not that 4122 was some kind of huge number, but it was MY number. Capeeche?
I like to check the counter to see how far behind everybody else I am. LOL.
I'm way behind Albert for instance. He hit five digits awhile ago. [And if you want to link to him you have to go all the way over to my Other Journals and look for Albert's Artsy Fartsy whatever the name of his journal is and find it yourself -- I refuse to pimp him today.]
And I am way behind lots of others who started journaling after me. That's okay, she said, trying to be magnanimous. I'm not to everyone's taste. *sigh*
But I also used to use the darn thing to check to see who was stopping by, but not leaving a comment. That ratio is something like 20 to 1.
Which buoyed my spirits a little. [Time to get a life, Mrs. L]
Whatever. Now the thing is useless. I can't trust it at all. So it may not be there the next time you stop by. I'm going to blow it up.
Or put gum in the gears. Hm-m-m. Double Bubble or Bazooka?
P.S. I removed it with one carefully aimed shot of napalm.