Nina vs The World

So, this weekend I had the joy of running into one of my regular blog readers and had a bittersweet chat with him. Why? Because he looks at me, and out of the blue, with smug tranquility, and in a moment of reverse peristalsis, quips the following: "Hey Nina. I just always wanted to tell you how I think its cool that although no one likes the stuff you write , you keep writing it!" For once, I was speechless, in an effort to understand idiot.. and that's saying a lot when I'm constantly surrounded by them. I looked at him from my lemonade, slanted my eyes, and quickly analyzed the five most effective ways to kill someone with a styrofoam cup. Before I could execute my action, however,  someone else piped up saying, "Basically what he means is, You're horrible at writing, I don't even know why you try, but I still read it." Immediately fellow #1 tried to rephrase his statement, but it was too late. What kind of response was he expecting?