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I began this blog one year ago today. Happy Anniversary to Pieces of Margo!
Blogging has become a very satisfying hobby for me. It has afforded me the opportunity to correspond with fascinating individuals and has encouraged my personal growth, sobriety, and willingness to trust in others. I would like to express my gratitude to everyone who has read this blog; I find it very flattering.
I was terrified to write honestly about my life because I presumed any readers would find me weird or perverted or even objectionable (I’m also paranoid about my anonymity, of course). To my complete astonishment, almost all of the letters and feedback I’ve received have been positive or supportive in tone (note 2/28: I am, in fact, both weird and perverted. I am okay with that, though that last is…well, problematical, as every perv trying to date knows). I realize that the readers of this blog do not compromise a random cross-sample of the general population (I know almost nothing about my readers, but I know that my traffic isn’t coming in through The New York Times online or Huffington Post, if you know what I mean), but I’ve still been pleasantly surprised by the positive feedback people have sent me. (Every now and then I do get hatemail–they NEVER post their sentiments in the comments section, always in email–but I’ve worked in journalism before, so I anticipated that. Most of the haters sound cracked, which makes their insults easy to brush off.)
I am rambling, as I am wont to do. I simply wish to express my gratitude for your interest in my blog. For whatever it’s worth, this blog (AND YOU!) have helped me to change into a better person. A year ago, when I published my first post, Miss Margo was like this:
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Except that I had no crown. And I did not drink EVERY night. I mean, I had papers to write. Oh, hell, forget it–it was bad enough; why minimize it?
Finally, for your enjoyment, gentle reader: I FOUND A VIDEO ON YOUTUBE OF A PARROT SINGING MOZART! (he only starts singing halfway trough the video; please be patient)