Current mood:cheerfulI've been blogging for about, hell, what, five years now - something like that - on my other blog, my "real" blog, which used to be over at Diaryland.com and is now located at PointlessBanter.net. Over the years I've met quite a few people, some of with whom I've become quite close, and very year I head up north to Green Bay to meet up with a bunch of them for a weekend of fun and drinking and debauchery.
I know them strictly from the internet. Every year some new people come, and this year we're about thirty people strong. This year we're all staying at the same little Irish inn, a place I love, and we have several outings planned - a sleigh ride, a trip to a karaoke bar, a winery tour, a fancy dinner, a mass takeover of a dance club, and other get-togethers.
My mother thinks that this is completely insane, and that one day a psychotic internet stalker is going to bash me over the head with an axe.
So far I've been lucky.
Last year I missed out on the festivities and was stuck in my hotel room with a raging case of the stomach flu. My boyfriend Bullshit, who'd come along for the ride, hung out with my friends, and thankfully enjoyed himself thoroughly enough to come along again this year. I'm driving out tomorrow with a couple of friends, but Bullshit is on jury duty and is meeting me there Friday night.
Have you ever met anyone from the Intarweb? How did it go? Were you pleasantly (or not-so-pleasantly) surprised?
Spill your guts in the comments.
Happy Wednesday, and see you again Monday!