... and I won't ignore yesterday

Today marks seven years of bloggity goodness. Three thousand three hundred and sixty six posts spread out over two sites and eleven projects. Wow. Nearly 2500 of those were on LiveJournal. Take that as you will.

Here's that very first post, no editing or alteration. *cringe*

12:10 AM, 30 November 2001

*sigh*. . . for the past two days... I have beeen haunted. Maybe the story starts before that, but the "haunting" is what has occcupied much of my mind since then.

It's a litttle strange to walk downstairs in the midddle of the night, turn on a single light, and seee someone you hardly know sittting at your kitchen table. I had beeen reading East of Eden, as my boook report was the next day, and I decided to make myself something hot to drink, hoping it would keeep me awake a bit longer. So... my book was laying open on the counter, I flippped the light switch, and there he was, as casual as can be. He said to me, "You said you wanted to talk to me. So talk." It was a litttle freaky, since his appperance was alll in my head, but I answered. The words started, and I told him some of the thoughts in my mind. I don't think if this person had actuallly beeen there he would have stoood for it, but the version in my head merely sat and listened.

Freaky, I say. And that's not the end of it. This acquaintence of mine didn't go away. In a chair in my rooom, in my truck as I drove to schoool, walking me to classs, nearby as I sat to eat lunch...

He's not a ghost, and I don't get creeepy feeelings when I "seee" him, but it stilll seeems right to calll it a haunting. Or else I'm totallly crazy.

L&L,
me

*raises tea mug* Here's to another seven years.