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Saturday, April 1, 2006
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heh.
What is with a two-letter entry getting 15 comments?!
You guys are bananas.
It's funny -- when I started this blog, there are a number of things I could NOT have foreseen occuring as a result of owning my own little corner of the web. What kind of things, you ask?
Well, let me tell you:
- having people find me in web searches for things like, "grandpa panties" and "sexy pinkeye" and "how do I tell my mom she's gay." (I just hope that's not the same person...)
- raising more than $800 for two very special causes
- receiving pottery and Avon in the mail
- being recognized in Whole Foods
- folding the underwear and steam-cleaning the carpet of a regular reader I'd met all of once, who also ended up throwing bananas at raccoons with me (I should blog about Scott, I really should...)
- waking in the middle of the night with a sudden need to post a dream I'd just had
- getting odd pictures of people's... organs... in my inbox
- having friends of mine read my blog before they email me so that they can ask "targeted questions"
- having people at my work read my blog and appear at my desk to ask "targeted questions"
- blogging with broken bones
- finding freelance work as a result of my writing here
- blogging while daisy-chaining wireless connections in a car headed across Vancouver
- blogging in the snow
- flipping out about James Frey
- overblogging about hockey, coffee, insomnia, the aforementioned Mr. Frey, babies, and penguins
- designing blog t-shirts that hardly anyone bought
- receiving the best compliment ever: "your hot"
- being no. 59 in Salon's Most Read Blogs, with over 95,000 hits since March '05
- making my mother cry fairly often
- blogging with a fever
- turning 31, and soon 32
- writing about alpacas, bleach, moths, sideboob, potato-chip fingernails, and snails
- hearing from people I haven't spoken to since before any of us knew what the internet was
- meeting some very dear friends, one of whom phoned me after she had a baby
- laughing myself senseless at comments from blogging pals
- allowing a six month-old to blog on my behalf
- blogging about politics
- arguing with family members over various entries
- putting dopey poems online
- audioblogging myself singing in the shower
- using the word "blog" daily as a noun, verb, and epithet
At the end of the day, this blog -- and all of you -- are awfully important to me. And whenever I go through something difficult, you've all been there to encourage me or make me laugh or mock me (or if you're Mike, all three.)
I used to be scared to look stupid or get it wrong or misunderstand or overreact or look sentimental or show the fierce/unattractive/vulnerable/raw sides of who I am.
And I still am... sometimes.
But I also have gained a lot of freedom to let my warts show and be a bit of an idiot now and then. I do believe that this is an inevitablity in any good relationship... or blog.
17 days until my license comes up to be renewed for another year. Which also means 17 days until this blog is officially a year old.
18 days until I turn a year old for the 32nd time.
And who knows what another year will bring? Lately, I can barely fathom tomorrow, let alone next year.
11:43:09 PM 
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Meg Fowler.
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