There’s this funny game I’ve been playing as I ascend through the ranks on E2
. Something that I call “looking up and down” that I am sure I’m not alone at doing. Every morning when I get to work and log in I scroll down to that my username is the lowest entry on the screen. Then I see what literary giants
are visible at the top of the list. On select mornings, if I get to work early enough, I can see all the way to the top of the list. I see all the names with the dollar signs
beside, and dream of one day being king of the hill
I am an XP whore. I know.
I then scroll down so that the bottom of the users listing is at the bottom of my browser window
. I look to see if my name still appears down there. On some evenings, when there’s a multitude of other happy noders
online, I cannot see it. It fills me with jubilation to know that I’m no longer a “newbie
”, and that I am making my way through the listing.
I am an XP
whore. I know
I understand the concepts of E2. I know that quality overshadows quantity, and in that I relish every time I add something meaningful to the nodegel
. I know that fundamentally E2 is a database, and that what I add is forever being immortalized
within. I lament on thoughts that someday someone will happen across my write up
s, when I’m long dead in the ground, and wonder what my life must have been like. Mostly though, I sit and fantasize about having a four-digit XP value. About having a picture on my homenode
I am an XP whore. I know