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January 31, 2006
Absolutely nothing of note has happened to me since I fell down the stairs. Perhaps it was a symbolic fall! Symbolizing the general interestingness of my life and the quality of my website!
Oh. My GOD. My stupid website. That reminds me:
Yesterday, 3:15 pm: I caved to the peer pressure and registered for BlogHer '06.
Yesterday, 3:17 pm: Panic! PANIIIIIC.
I have actually been panicking for a good 22 hours now, up until about five minutes ago when I succeeding in convincing Zoot to sign up and be my roommate and person to hide behind and translator for whenever I meet someone fabulous.
Amy: Bwa fff grrapp gah!
Zoot: She says she loves your website. Or possibly that she needs to pee. I didn't quite catch her inflection on "grrapp."
Alice: Jesus God. (Backs away slowly.)
I am panicking because I went to JournalCon once, and...did not really enjoy myself. I didn't feel like I fit in or that anybody liked me. So I just stayed with my own little clique of friends and I knew this was obnoxious, but I just couldn't seem to get conversations going with anyone else.
And that was here in DC, just a cab ride away, and I was drunk the whole time, and yet now I am flying across the damn country for the opportunity for mass social awkwardness of Scalia-like proportions.
Here's the thing: I consider myself pretty extroverted and chatty, and I like to think this is a good thing. But sometimes when I meet new people I get RIDICULOUSLY EXTROVERTED AND HI HI HI LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE SKIN RASH I HAD THIS ONE TIME and I completely freak people out.
(Every DC reader who has recognized me out in public and introduced themselves just nodded in agreement so hard they may have pulled something. I'm...just not very cool in person. And I'm sorry. Especially to that poor girl I spilled wine on.)
So to anyone going to BlogHer, I will be the girl hiding behind a decorative planter who will probably try to hug you at inappropriate times. While spilling wine on you.
Don't look at me. My idea of a good first impression is puking on your shoes.
Well, that and being CRIMINALLY ADORABLE.
Wait, Wait, no snarky comments yet, so I'll give it a try. See this is further evidence that you are an uncaring selfish mother. Not only you are prepared to leave poor Noah behind, gasp, with his dad, for 2 WHOLE DAYS, are you telling me you will pay all that money to travel across the country and drink it up with a bunch of girls? You totally can afford to stay at home!
My god I am jealous. The first time I went anywhere alone was 14 months postpartum, to the exciting metropolis of Cleveland, to attend a mediocre conference in a mediocre hotel, in a freezing cold room, with the worst coffee known to mankind. I'd rather give birth again.
Have tons of fun! Drink one on us.
That's so funny Amalah, 'cause how you would react to Alice, is how I would react to you. Or Alice. Or anyone who writes something that I read.
Relax, lovely amalah - you'll have a blast at BlogHer. Seriously, it's totally relaxed and easy to socialize (er, uh, learn stuff)
Oh. My. God. You just indirectly said that I have the coolest blog on the web. That was for me, right? I know it was.
(Is that a sign of obsession? Attributing feelings to another person that they don't actually have toward you? Surely not...)
Anyway, I think I'm going to go faint now from sheer joy.
Sweetney, my original draft of this post called you a whore for talking me into registering.
You are welcome.
The Noah gets cuter every day and I think he has more hair now. Smackdown tomorrow! Yippie!
Am I really the only one who's never heard of BlogHer? Ummmkay, I'll imagine something like the movie Fame--the part where all the artistic people surge onto the streets twirling and singing. Only instead of dancing, now there are LAPTOPS, and women TYPING, in the STREETS, while Irene Cara writes about it in her legwarmers.
yes, well, my whorishness is well-matched to unbridled trampiness.
oh yeah, you heard me. SNAP! its ON!
i mean all of this in the lighthearted spirit of loving BlogHer sisterhood, of course.
you floozy.
that's YOUR unbridled trampiness.
just to clarify.
cough.
FEEL MY WRATH!!!
Hi. I'm new.
I was reading my piled-up-to-the-ceiling-back-issues of The Washingtonian when I saw you and The Belly out to here (!). I came, I saw (that was me elevating your stats Sunday night), I liked. I came back.
I realize I'm a stranger, but OH!, the damage we could inflict together. Me, with my inappropriate laughter and rattling on about myself in an effort to not pry and you with your inappropriate stories and wine-spillage... I'm having a great time already!
I'm so jealous. You're going to be hanging out with Zoot in real life for a Blogging Conference??!?!? Shit. I may come just to gawk.
I'm not even cool enough to know about BlogHer before this post or do anything but serve cocktails and sneak into the pool during the conference.
I get 0 comments post after post and have only been consoling myself by reading amalah archives back in the days where the comments were from Jason and Mom.
However, I am not so delusional as to hope for the comment explosions that occur here. One from my mom would be nice....
Amy: "I will be the girl hiding behind a decorative planter who will probably try to hug you at inappropriate times. While spilling wine on you."
You just described 99 percent of my social life. I win the social retard award. On the upside, I still manage to have a good time so I guess s'all good.
He IS criminally adorable!
Save room behind that planter for me will you? Hell, I haven’t even worked up the nerve to go to Journalcon or the tiny little Weetacon... but a BlogHer Convention? That doesn't sound quite as terrifying.
::gulp::
Who am I kidding? I'll be here in TX waiting to see flickr pictures of the event and living vicariously though those of ya'll who went.
I was thinking about going - but like most posters - I am a) shy and b) have no readership so not sure I can sell it to the hubby! :) Maybe they'll have one in the east sometime!
Noah is adorable!
The second picture of Noah is so cute. You will do fine at BlogHer. It will be fun, I know it will AND I am sure it will be great blogging material.
Dude, I hear you on the blog-her. I think about going, and then I just think about how bad it would suck to be as shy as I know I am around a bunch of internet rock stars, including you.
I used to think all these blogger meet-ups were dumb as well, but I read about last year's conference and it sounded like a lot of fun, so I also decided to go this year. And Y is rooming with me, so I get to see the boobs in person! LOL
Noah = Deliciously Adorable!
he does commit crimes with the cute. that little head of his. how can a little head be so damned cute? it's SO cute.
BlogHer will be right around the corner from me. I'm going to have to restrain myself from hanging out-stalker-like-in the lobby of the Hyatt to see you and Zoot. Enjoy yourself--the first time I went away without the babies it was hard leaving, but once I was actually away I had a BLAST.