I got tagged by Darwin yesterday for this 7 thing.
My first thoughts were that, as tagging posts go, it was a bit strict for my liking. Nothing to do with Darwin as she didn't start it. But the rules are strict. You must say this, you must link so and so and you must put a comment on each person's blog etc.
Well, I'm a free man I thought. I'm going to sit back and consider my options for a while. Then, while I sat back, the whole of the Sri Lankan blogosphere didn't. Everyone else got tagged, everyone wrote a post and obeyed the rules. Seven became forty nine, fort nine became, you get the gist. I saw some people getting tagged by many. Cerno got tagged by several, I saw Java getting multi tagged and he doesn't even like being tagged and I saw T get at least two tags.
Meanwhile I had the one solitary tag from Darwin, which I still have and still treasure. It remains my only one. I'm going to take it home and keep it safely in a drawer, maybe the sarong drawer.
I've got a bad case of tag envy. I feel inadequate and insecure. Java emailed me and offered to lend me a few of his spare tags but it's not the same. Cerno rang me and asked if I'd like to come round for a tag party he's having. He's got so many tags that he doesn't know what to do with them. But I ain't going to no tag party, just to get his cast offs.
So I'm feeling sorry for myself, typing this through my one good eye, but content that I've got one of those precious seven from Darwin.
Not many got one of those beauties.
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