Seven

Happy seventh birthday, blog!

If this blog was a child it would be learning to write, and reading more and more complicated books... and costing considerably more money than it is! Pros and cons, you know.

Web hosting isn't terribly expensive, and I'm glad of that. It means I'm not forced to make this blog worth anything, you see. No ads, no regular updates, no pushing and striving to increase my readership, because truthfully - I'm sure you've noticed - it isn't really for anyone but myself.

It won't always be that way. I go through phases, and I'd like to make this place a little bit tidier, a little more entertaining - I need to give some serious thought to the design and layout and (let's be honest) the quality of the content, but there's no hurry as I see it.

I'm seeing my parents tomorrow. That's going to be good.

Anna-versary.

Can you believe it's been three years and five days TO THE VERY DAY since I started writing this blog? Neither can I. It started as a continuation of the diary I kept and showed to my friends at school. The diary was a rough parody of Cassie Claire's Very Secret Lord of the Rings diaries, (well worth a read if you want my opinion) and was intended to amuse.

Well, I kept the diary for about 150 days before it became private, and I needed something to fill the void. I needed a way to get my thoughts and feelings out there into the Big Wide World, maybe making somebody smile along the way, and this blog was it. The title (the result of my complete inability to think of anything good) has come to mean a lot to me, as have the years of thoughts and feelings contained within.

So to honour this occasion, an anniversary that means very little to anyone but me, here are three of my favourite posts.

(Wow. Looking through my old posts has given me the shock realisation that I used to be funny. What happened to that?)

Freaky-ass fishmonsters

Multiverse

Bikini-related humiliation