You clicked on me at 3 a.m. Don’t deny it.

Like every other self-involved blogger on the planet, I have Sitemeter. This may be the best bargain since gas stations gave away free dishes. Even a techno-spaz can load this thing on and get a running tally of blog hits.

Thing is, it counts more than hits. Way more. The summaries show me where people are located, what time they clicked on, how long they stayed, what page they entered/exited; and referral sources. (Thanks, Cyndi! Your Facebook praise pushed my numbers up!)

Unfortunately, Sitemeter is also a lot like early puberty–you know, that time in life when you checked key body parts every few hours to see if anything had changed, preferably for the better?

I check this thing so often that I’ve come to feel that I actually know the people behind the numbers. Like that reader in Hong Kong who clicks on in the middle of the night. Surely this must be someone homesick for America, right?

I’ve not seen any Hong Kong hits for 43 hours now and I’m imagining the worst.

Do you have any idea how easy it is for a Westerner to get run over in that city? If you see this, Hong Kong Reader, please remind yourself that the vehicular traffic goes the other way in this city, and do so before you step off the curb.

And would it kill you to click in on time tonight? I’m worried sick here.