I've tried, for the last 40 minutes, to install a StatCounter on our still-obscure blog. This has proven to be an exercise in futility for the following reasons:
1. I have no idea how to install a StatCounter.
2. I've been hypnotized, spellbound by the vacant-minded trio seated at the table next to mine; the sheer vacuous-ness of their conversation is entrancing:
GIRL WHO LOOKS LIKE SHELLEY DUVALL
I went through a phase last year when I said "ass" a lot.
OTHER GIRL WHO LOOKS LIKE SHELLEY DUVALL
That was a weird-ass phase.
3. I'm under by the vague suspicion that everyone in this café can smell my feet. This distresses me, then distracts me from the task at hand, as all my mental energy is focused on analyzing the facial contortions of the NYU students seated in close proximity to my flip-flops, which are currently propped up on a wooden chair.
4. I have no idea how to install a StatCounter.