I would love to write a real post here. And tomorrow (fingers crossed) I WILL write a real blog post. However, here is how the last 28 hours have gone:
- Freshly Pressed puts my post up on the WordPress site.
- I start getting a kabillion likes, reblogs, comments, and follows. And tweets. And Facebook comments. And emails. And my phone starts going cuh-raaaaay-zee.
- I have to go out to dinner, because I planned a fantastic dinner with my theater ladies a few weeks ago. (Who might be reading right now because I actually – GULP! – told real-life people about my blog. If so, hi, J., A., and L.!) So I replied to comments right up until I had to run out the door. While grinning like a looney and saying “these things don’t happen to people like me NO THEY DO NOT.”
- Eating dinner and having a wonderful time and not even checking my phone once in almost two hours even though I wanted to SO BADLY. Because I love my friends and they deserved my undivided attention. And we laughed and laughed so much. It was the best time.
- Getting to my car and looking at my phone and saying “Oh. Oh, my” because I had a billion* (*possibly an exaggeration) comments to approve, and new followers, and tweets and on and on and blah blah could I BE any more into myself right now? I know, right?
- Also, SIDE NOTE, I had an email from my brother waiting for me. He recently got an email account. My brother has never sent me an email in his life. It made me laugh SO HARD. It ended with “This short by normal standards wireless telegram took me approx. 22 mins. to generate.” As you can see, we have similar senses of humor.
- Then I got home and I couldn’t go to bed until I beat my previous best day, stats-wise. Then I did. Then I finally went to bed.
- When I woke up, I had a billion MORE comments and also I went to bed way too late and I was so so tired and then more and more comments coming in and I did not have time to reply to them so I said, I will reply tonight when I get home! (Oh, hey, new people, here at the Football, I reply to like 99% of comments. I’m weird like that. You took the time to comment; the least I can do is take the time to reply, is my thought.)
- So all day long, there were more and more and MORE comments. Also I worked all day, as I do. I mean, you can’t just not go to work because you are a very famous blogger, you know.
- Then I had to go grocery shopping. Look what I bought, sj!
- THEN I finally got home and had to do things like call my parents (Dad’s response to “Dad, I have to GO, I have a BILLION COMMENTS TO REPLY TO” was “Are they paying you per comment? This is insane. NO ONE DOES THIS”) and eat food items and also pet the cats a little (not a euphemism) and write email to my most beloved ones (listen, one of the worst mistakes people make when they get famous is that they forget the little people. I WILL NOT FALL INTO THAT TRAP! What’s that? I’m not really famous and my people aren’t even little? Shush it, you) and then it was replying-to-comment-time. Oh, the comments. Oh, so many wonderful comments. I can’t even.
However, all that comment-replying means that it’s bedtime now. And with the lack of sleep the last few days, I really need to get to bed tonight. I have to get up somewhat early tomorrow and get an oil change. ALSO not a euphemism. Oh, also, did I mention my cable is out? It is. Out. My cable box is, according to the very technical lady on the phone, “fried.” I need a new one. She said they could come next week sometime. I might have freaked out a little and said, “No. See, Game of Thrones? Sunday? I can’t. I can’t even.” Then I explained if she couldn’t get someone there BEFORE Sunday, I wouldn’t be UPGRADING to HBO, so they would be losing MONEY, and suddenly, a tech was available tomorrow! Huh! Imagine that!

Oh, Jaime. And this is the season we’ll get to hear “I dreamed of you,” right? I cannot wait. Can. Not. Wait.
All of this to say: I promise a new blog with actual content soon. I have the next two days (maybe even three) planned out.
Also, hi, new people. I will talk to your faces soon. Tomorrow, even. I am so pleased you’re here. Don’t leave just yet. Things are about to get EXCITING*. (*possibly not true.)
Happy Friday, all. Hope you’re well. Have the best weekend. Oh, it’s Easter weekend, yeah? Find some eggs. Eat some chocolate bunnies. Celebrate all things springy. Love your faces. Be back with a real post soon. Promise.
(Oh, you all know where I got the title, right? If you don’t know from the painting, you know from The Fault in Our Stars. Here’s the painting, just in case. Smooches to you all.)
March 29th, 2013 at 11:49 am
I honestly would not have got that painting if you hadn’t explained it. And I speak french…. Very sad… Lol
Congrats on Freshly Pressed!!!
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:53 pm
Thank you so much! And look, people can LEARN things here, this is great! :)
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March 30th, 2013 at 6:04 pm
Your welcome!
And yes!! Blogs can be good for something other than just killing time!! (:
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March 29th, 2013 at 12:01 pm
Lol, I like how your dad asks if they pay you per comment
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:52 pm
He’s a kick. He does NOT understand this blogging thing. Not at all. He’s proud, but so confused about it all!
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:58 pm
My dad and my boyfriend are like that, they just smile and pat my head. I’ve gotten views from England and France, my mom at least seems slightly interested. I think this whole thing is really cool. I stumbled on the gold mine that is blogging, if that makes sense.
Sorry I’m rambling. I’m sleepy and I think I pulled something in my bask
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March 29th, 2013 at 9:16 pm
Blogging is a wonderful thing. It makes me happy every day. It’s introduced me to so many amazing people, given me so many opportunities I’d never had have, otherwise…I can’t say enough good things. It’s one of the best decisions I ever made, even if it was made one long, bored afternoon at work. :)
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March 29th, 2013 at 9:22 pm
I very glad I stumbled upon your post! You are one of the nicest people I’ve met in here!
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March 29th, 2013 at 9:25 pm
Aw, thank you! I try to be nice. I do my best. Sometimes I’m more successful than others. You remind me very much of a young-me. And how can I not like a young-me, I ask you?
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March 29th, 2013 at 9:28 pm
It would be hard not to! I’m only a freshman in high school, so I’m not THAT young! :P
My mom is VERY sarcastic, so I get my day side from her
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March 29th, 2013 at 10:52 pm
Oh, that’s pretty young to me. You’re young enough to be my daughter!
Sarcasm is good. I approve very highly of sarcasm.
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March 29th, 2013 at 12:52 pm
Congrats, Amy!! Nice job. I’m glad you had fun. Well deserved.
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:47 pm
Thank you! :)
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March 29th, 2013 at 1:10 pm
I AM SO SICK OF THE NEW PIPE ALREADY, AMY!
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:47 pm
Would you like the old pipe? I will bring back the old pipe. JUST FOR YOU.
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:48 pm
<3
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March 29th, 2013 at 1:16 pm
I feel like a hipster, because I knew you before everyone else, and now you’re totes famous! Don’t forget me, otherwise I’ll tweet you every minute. I’m unemployed again so I actually have the time! :) Congratulations Amy, I’m happy you’re finally getting some recognition for your awesomeness xx
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:46 pm
Aw, you ARE a hipster! I’m so not famous. I’m only like one-day famous, it doesn’t even count. I would never in a million years forget you. You are one of my favorite people! Email me anytime you need, if you want to talk about the job or anything! Hope you’re ok! All the love to you!
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March 29th, 2013 at 2:07 pm
I am looking forward to hearing about your dinner adventure! If that’s not in the works for a post, then I shall email with you about it.
YAY YOU and your Freshly-Pressed post!
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:41 pm
Thank you! Email sent! (It wasn’t overly adventurey, sadly. Fun, but food-wise, meh.)
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March 29th, 2013 at 2:14 pm
Yay on the Fresh-Press! (Which seriously makes me want coffee.)
I TOTALLY got the title reference. And I don’t always! So I’m so proud. ANd I knew it from the artwork. BUT I had forgotten about that until recently. When I, yes, read TFIOS and remembered and laughed about it.
I’m glad more people are getting to know your blog. It’s a wonderful place.
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:41 pm
I think of that painting quite often. I had a lower-level art class in college where I learned about it and it just made me so happy. It was so creative and so tongue-in-cheek.
Aw, thank you, Em! I hope it is. I’d like it to be.
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March 29th, 2013 at 2:24 pm
Yay for the Freshly Pressed madness/amazingness/famousness!
I love that pipe painting. It is very tickly, indeed. Congrats again!
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:33 pm
Thank you! I know, that painting always makes me smile, too!
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March 29th, 2013 at 3:43 pm
Not to give you ANOTHER comment to approve, but yay! Sounds like you had a great day!
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:32 pm
Oh, I don’t mind. I’ll approve ’em all day. Thank you! I did! :)
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March 29th, 2013 at 4:27 pm
But this IS a blog post. Now I’m confused.
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:27 pm
Truth? It didn’t start out as one. But you know me and how I tend to raaaaaamble on. And then it became longer and longer and longer and…poof. Blog post!
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March 29th, 2013 at 10:14 pm
Heheh. “Poof. Blog post!”
My blog posts never just poof.
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March 29th, 2013 at 10:51 pm
Psst, Andreas, that’s because yours have a theme and a purpose and are well thought out.
Mine are…um…meandering. At best.
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March 29th, 2013 at 5:36 pm
Yay! You have worked so hard and I am proud of you. =)
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March 29th, 2013 at 8:26 pm
Aw, thank you so much! This is something, isn’t it? Whoo!
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March 29th, 2013 at 11:41 pm
If you’re made of stars and you eat one, are you a cannibal (starable)?
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March 29th, 2013 at 11:46 pm
We shall see once I eat my luscious starfruit!
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March 29th, 2013 at 11:46 pm
Lone star or have you a constellation?
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March 29th, 2013 at 11:54 pm
Not sure. I’ll have to ask a scientist, I suppose.
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March 29th, 2013 at 11:55 pm
I suggest Raj Koothrappali.
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March 30th, 2013 at 12:29 am
Amy, way cool on the freshly-pressed business. I don’t make it over here enough. I just said that out loud. So my wife just said, “you’re lame, Neal. Just read the stuff in your stupid reader. Plus, Amy’s cool.” So, I’ma try to get to my reader stuff. Even though it’s not gonna be around much longer…sigh.
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March 30th, 2013 at 12:34 am
Ha! Also just saw your twitter feed in the sidebar. Thanks for the words! It’s my thought that if I hold out long enough, everyone else will give up on twitter and we can all just jump straight to telepathy. Or maybe go back to carrier pigeons.
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March 30th, 2013 at 8:27 am
Telepathy would be nice…but I think you might want to try Twitter for the interim. You have like a billion Facebook followers – think of how many Twitter followers you’d have! ELEVENTY BILLION!!!
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March 30th, 2013 at 8:29 am
Thank you! I know, it’s so depressing that Greader’s disappearing. I’m moving to Feedly, which is ok, but not as good. Almost everyone I know that uses a reader uses Greader, and I don’t understand why they’d discontinue it! And tell your wife she is ALSO cool! (And so are you!)
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