I'm constantly fiddling with my links list. If you suspect (or know) that I read your blog but you're not in my links list, it's probably because I don't need a link to get to your blog. Either I've memorized your blog's url (www.dooce.com, anyone?) or I blog hop to it from one of the many blogs I check daily.
Actually, more than daily.
Yes, I badly need to get a life.
I actually do this with blogs I don't even like. For example, there's a guy who made it over here once and left a comment to the effect that mine was the single most tedious stream of bilge he'd ever read. Once in a while I blog hop over to his blog to reassure myself that his life remains as uninteresting and essentially vapid as he believes mine to be.
So please don't feel neglected. (Unless you're an asswipe who has nothing better to do than leave pissy little comments on my blog. Because if you are, I'll make fun of you--beginning by calling you an asswipe.)
In other news, my diet veered onto the rocks and sank without a trace today due to the siren song of the leftover Costco multi-layered Tex-Mex dip and Restaurant Style White Corn Tostitos. Now, I'm not one for conspiracy theories, but what the hell is IN that stuff that makes it so deliciously addictive? All I have to do is think about the luscious combination of guacamole, picante sauce, sour cream, shredded cheese and corn chips and I literally salivate like Pavlov's dog. I figure the secret must lie in the mysterious taco seasoning mix they add. Please, somebody out there assure me it isn't carcinogenic.