A recent Femme blog celebrated her second anniversary here in this crazy place and it suddenly occurred to me. Hang on just a minute, I'm not too far behind her.
Six days, actually. One if you count that her first post didn't appear until the 16th.
We're both April Xanga babies and in a blatant act of plagiarism, I'm going to celebrate a little too. Well, probably with a lot less pictures, but you people have imaginations.
Femme and I go way back, that's her commenting on my third blog. I've been a long time subscriber to her (amongst many others) in most, if not all of her incarnations. She's seen me rant about any number of strange subjects, like the seductive lure of belly dancing, my home and its strange and unusual local customs.
Xanga has inspired fairy tales, no less magical for the fact that they are true. It has also recorded horror stories, no less frightening for the fact that they are true.
This blog has seen me travel the world, fight the temptations of moral turpitude, the dangers of time travel and the grudge Julia Roberts seems to have about me leaving the southern hemisphere.
But as I scroll through two years worth of blogging insanity, I realise what this blog is all about.
Sex.
Sometimes the sex is implied and sometimes it's just an excuse for me to say 'knickers'.
Even when it's not specifically about sex, it's looking for it, offering dating tips and words of advice sometimes learned from scraping the bottom of the genetic barrel.
Two years has been a long time from my perspective. When this blog began I was a semi-single girl, caught up in an online relationship, in her own apartment with a job that was about to send her globe trotting. These days I'm a married woman, sharing a different apartment and setting up my own business that will allow me to rule the world. Ahem, I mean live comfortably and happily. Yes, that's exactly what I meant.
So here's to you, my loyal readers. Thanks for putting up with me, even at my most self indulgent. Thanks for the props, the emails, the comments and your own words.
A toast. To my second Xanga anniversary and my birthday on Monday. May the best of the last two years be the worst of the next two.
Thank you for watching.
Well, OK, I admit it, I went straight for the backdoor story. Yikes. Not what I expected. Having been a bagboy as a teenager, I was dreaming of making a grocery delivery to a certain woman's (let's call her Mrs. Robinson) back door and being asked in for a little education.
Love the theme of your blogsite. I hope Mr. Tree likes being married to a superhero!!!
Girrrrrrrrrrl! Have we gone back THAT far!?! Dang. Time flies when you're having sex... er, FUN!
Whoa. What a lovely walk through history. I just knew this blog was about sex. :) I never leave this site without some sort of titilating literary adventure. (And the back door story is INDEED one of my favorites!)
Similarly, a lot has happened with me, too. I was once happily married, then not, and now I'm globetrotting and courting punkrock Eurotrash. ;) (And I've never been happier.)
Here's to ANOTHER two years of online friendship, lots o' sex, belly dancing, dirty blogging, and MORE sex!
*Cheers*, milady!
ooh, so much of you to dig around in...wait, that sounded kind of dirty. well, whatever brought you here i am grateful for...you're very cool.
*clapclapclapclapclap*
Occasionally, you come across something- a word, a feeling, and image- that seems to brand itself indelably on your mind, without doing so perceptively. You find yourself, as time and context drift on, still carrying the effects of that scene with you, to be recalled at the slightest thought or remind.
Victoria is burning did that for me, an inspired piece almost cinematic in its immediacy and visualisation, rivulets of sweat and sorrow formed into letters on a page.
It was then that I was hooked. To one of my favourites, then: may we both be here at the same time next year.
Slainte!
You are the hands-down coolest fucking chick ever.
THANK YOU!
Cheers!
It has been fun and I look forward to more. Don't stop! ;)
Tree - in two words, you ROCK!
Congratulations on 2 years...
I xxx
Aww congrats on your second! Its amazing it seems all the REALLY cool people are celebrating their second. hehehe.
And God you know I remember all that, I met Ghostie first who was dating this really cool chick and before long I got to know the really cool chick and I come back to find they are married! VERY VERY COOL!
God we have created a part of our lives here haven't we.
Life has been good with you here, love.
Hearty congrats! I'm in the Bianca bunch as well. :P
Life has been good with you here, love.
But what REALLY amazes me is how *sane* you sound when writing about sex. Or anything else. What's become of me when you're my benchmark for sanity, do you think?
I hope you're happy, healthy and loving life, babe!
*smooches!*
You have been here twice as long as I have, and it took me more than a year to find you. Better late than never....
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Happy Xangaversary! :)