The Blog Meet.
Honestly, we thought it was going to be held at the 3rd floor food court. It was fifteen minutes later did we realized that that court wasn’t called Oasis, and we went downstairs.
You know, you can tell when a grouping of bloggers are sitting together. When a bunch of people are huddled together in a food court, not eating but instead just talking about stuff and fondling digital gadgets, you know you’ve got a meeting of bloggers.
Oh, and I met Claire for the first time. Oh, oh, oh, and MENJ, I got to meet MENJ. That particular meet was surreal. See, the guy had apparently waged some kind of covert war thing on me when I first went on this blog. He took it the wrong way and there was some name-calling.
Yeah, it was surreal.
There was this other gir!! She had come from her ballet exam, so she was really sweaty and
hot warm! I didn’t have a problem with that at all. Nosir.
So Many People, Cannot Keep Track
And then there were so many people! And two people shoved their recording devices to my face, and interviewed me. That particular bit was weird and scary.
But it was fun! I guess. Wouldn’t mind doing it again. Only, er, next time, can we do it somewhere other than a food court? Oasis had this weird smell, and there were all these people….