One Year Later

As of today, I have been blogging on this site for one year. I know, I know, applause all around.

Heather Armstrong of Dooce once said (somewhere, I cannot find it anywhere!) that every blogger encounters someone sometime who leaves them such a nasty comment at some point in their writing career that the blogger wants to quit writing after that. I have had two such comments. Well, in fairness, one was an email.  Heather says that you just need to press on and keep writing and forget that there's one person out there that hates you, and thousands that you could be helping (or entertaining in my case.) This has been my motto for blogging: Just keep writing and pressing on. Actually, now that's pretty much my motto for life, all things considered.

Heather knows what she is talking about, by the way, as she gets a lot of hate mail.

So, let's just go ahead an recap what we all have learned about me in the past year:

I accidentally ate a cat once. And it was tasty. And I didn't have an allergic reaction, which was a major plus.

I learned that stories my parents told me as a child may not have been entirely truthful. I should have been suspicious when the stories included the very scientific term "assworms."

I learned that Little Debbie is a vengeful bitch who just wants to make me fat.

I learned that Amish people take public transportation, and often hilarity ensues.

I learned that when you make a comic about a pig, try to make the pig look less seductive, otherwise people think you're into bestiality.

I learned that Ericka, a girl I used to work with, has selective hearing while on the phone. And hilarity ensued.

You watched me get all girlie an overjoyed at getting engaged, and then you watched me have a very public breakdown at the death of my friend.

I learned to make my own Motivational Poster for the workplace.

I decided to change religions, and join a new church.

I peed myself in public, and as if that was humiliating enough, I decided to post about it on the internet for the whole universe to see.

I learned that Prostitutes are disgusting creatures at times.

I learned that after I sit in someone else's urine on a public trainI need to take a hepatitis test.

I learned that maybe I shouldn't have kept my mouth shut in this one instance...but for once I did.

I learned that sometimes stealing is the right thing to do.

I learned that, in general, people are freaked out that I have human remains as a house pet.

I learned that my actions sometimes freak out people in supermarkets.

Well, hasn't this year just been a learning experience and a half! Now, for the hard question: Do I keep going? Do I keep pressing on, and keeping writing? Or do I abandon this and just let it live on in Waybackmachine/Google history? I have to say, over the course of 2009, sometimes my comments were so supportive it just lifted me up more-so than I thought was possible. And so, I think I will keep pressing on, if for no other reason than I have made some great friends through this blog, and Lord knows I need all the support I can get.

Thank you to everyone who has made a comment on this blog or linked to it over the past year.