Who thought that three years ago today when I started this silly blog in order to look busy at work, that I would crap on for so long? That I’d find brilliant new friends that weren’t axe murderers? Or that I’d end up moving overseas just to get some new material? Step back in time!
This means I’ve been blogging for 25 days longer than you have. Woo!
Wow, has it been that long? It’s about time we split up…
I can’t believe your first entries were so good! Everyone else starts out with “Today I went to the supermarket and saw someone I know, and it was SO funny.”
Glad to see Ediburgh isn’t keeping you away from WNP altogether.
You’re assuming I’m not an axe-murderer just because I haven’t killed you, chook.
congrats.
Happy blogiversary! (I found you over at blogtree.com.) 🙂
I wonder where you’ll be in another three?
God bless What’s New, Pussycat and all who sail in her. A toast. To Shauny. For being publicly grouse for 3 years.
w00t!
Wow, I remember that day it snowed in Canberra. I can’t believe that was 3 years ago.
if the past three years are anything to go by, edinburgh better brace itself…
woohoo three years of shauny goodness!!
Shauny you are a great writer, you should do it as a profession. I found your website a month or two ago and think it’s really cool, and my friends agree. I have a livejournal but it’s pretty much the “Today I went to the supermarket and saw someone I know, and it was SO funny” variety.
Damn, we’re getting old, S.
I’m coming up on two years … it seems like only yesterday. Where did the time go?
Long may you blog. Huzzah!!
That is just so cool! Congratulations!
Thank you for having a site that almost always makes me laugh, and when it doesn’t, it makes me think or even sometimes, like in the case of your granny, makes me sad. I have a quote that I’ve always liked and though some may see it as a little morbid I don’t, and so I thought I’d post it anyway cause I thought you’d like it.
“Through the vistas of the years every age but our own seems glamorous and golden. We yearn for the yesterdays and tomorrows, never realizing that we are faced with Hobson’s Choice…that today, bitter or sweet, anxious or calm, is the only day for us. The dream of time is the traitor, and we are all accomplices to the betrayal of ourselves.”
Keep posting Shaunny!
damn. that means my 3rd anniversary must be coming up too… i feel old.
Miss you terrible Miss Shauny
much love
billyjoebob
Now wait just a minute. I want it to remain perfectly clear that I’ve murdered more than a few pickaxes in my time. But it seemed a bit too postmodern for me to destroy an axe with another axe. I couldn’t handle the hypocrisy. So I took to murdering innocent axes (as opposed to exes) with my bare hands.
The results? Lots of trips to the hospital, cleaved blades that resembled one of Robespierre’s gullotines, my blood as a substitute for porphyry on canvas, and a rethinking of the kinds of inanimate objects I need to murder.
The exes, by contrast, have not been murdered. But other grautitous methods have been applied. Sometimes they have been meticulously groped or tickled by candelight, even when the end was beyond nigh. You see, exit policies can sometimes be favorable to all parties. And ultimately it’s a more effective (although emotionally confusing) postmodern approach to life.
HAPPY BLOGGIVERSARY, doll.
Woohoo! =P More I say, More!
Blogs are like kids: they all seem to have birthdays in clusters. I just realised that mine turned three about a fortnight ago, now.
Eeeep.
But still, it’s not a patch on what you’ll read here.
Youse grouse bloggers have got me blogging (badly!)
Enjoy Edinburgh Shauny!
pffft.
hi helen – glad to see another blogging marsh! blogspot blogs are blocked here so hope i get to read it soon 🙂
I know someone who murdered a snake with an axe once, does that count? Happy Blogbirthday.
Have you thought about writing sitcoms? You will be fantastic!
Shauny, you’re a great writer!
Thanx from Berlin