What the frack.
People read my blog.
Yeah, yeah, I could play it cool and "oh, yeah, I'm super popular and I have like 17,356 followers and I have an assistant to watch my small children whilst I type MAH BLOG" but that would be a lie.
And even crazier than actual people reading my blog (and not just those pesky aliens who invented the interwebs [Al Gore?]), there are people who read my blog that I've never met.
Like, sure, my aunts read it (heeeeey, you) and maybe my brother-in-law when he gets bored, but strangers read it. If you put my readers in a room (maybe a classroom or something, there's no need for an auditorium or anything), I'd be all, "Hey, Barbara! How's it going?" [yes, I mean you, BABS], but then to some of you, I'd be all, "O. M. G. HI! HOW ARE YOU? YOU READ MAH BLOG? THAT IS SOOOOO COOL. LET'S HAVE SOME ICE CREAM AND GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER."
Because I tend to speak in sarcastic acronyms and very loudly when I meet new people (what. I get nervous). And ice cream makes everyone happy.
But now, I feel pressure. Why are you reading?! Am I funny/stupid/helpful enough!? Am I performing well enough?! Are my posts big/long enough!? [TWSS!]
Gah.
The anxiety.
Good times.
Anyhoo...
THANKS FOR READING! You all are the BEST and this panic attack/outpouring of gratitude will surely subside by...
GO FORTH AND CONQUER!
