So 2006 has been a helluva year.
2006 has been both a ball ache bastardo and a peach.
Never before have I experienced so many extreme highs and lows over 365 days.
Going without sex for six long months
Jaegermeister hangovers so bad, death would’ve been a nicer fate
The editor who is out to destroy me
T-boning a taxi when it jumped a red light
Having two cell phones stolen
Having the ex boyfriends find the blog
Smashing random bottom-feeders in my face
Mason-Rodney, my guinea pig dies
Having to bury him in my ex boyfriend’s parent’s garden
Doc my best mate moves to India
Meeting someone incredible
Lots of shagging this year, in between the drought period
Lots of late night partying with mates, always a fat giggle
Learning to be by myself and loving it
Meeting someone else incredible
Opening up my blog to all my loved ones
Adopting a new pet, Chad the rat
Lots of weekends away, to the Free State, Natal, Mpumalanga
The DCI Blogging Indaba in Grahamstown
Winning a South African Blog Award
Coming in runner-up in the News24 Blog-Off
Being interviewed on SAfm
Living with Third World Ant, and having Third Roommate practically move in
Generally still being alive
So I go on holiday tomorrow. Well not really, I’ll be spending a bit of time at home before heading off to Cape Town for a large family Christmassy Christmas with my crazy dad and the rest of the immediate family, then I drive from there to Knysna with Smoking Legs for a New Year spent with mates that end.
Thank you, thank you everyone for your interactions, your comments, your support this year. And for just reading. It’s been helluva frenetic, and a year of extreme growth for me.
Happy New Year's, happy holidays and for those celebrating Christmas, have an excellent one.
I’ll be blogging infrequently over the holidays, so this isn’t a final goodbye for the year.
‘Til next time, keep grooving.
Peas On Toast