I need your help ASAP! This Saturday marks a monumental day for us west coast PF bloggers. Many of us, in and around the Orange County area, are meeting up for a little lunch gathering. I’m really looking forward to having face to face time with some pretty cool bloggers.
But now that we are one day out from the meetup, I’m starting to feel a little self conscious. What if they don’t like me? What if I’m 20 years younger than everyone else? What if they all use obscure words I don’t understand? Holy crap, this could be the worst decision I’ve ever made in my life. What was I thinking?
Not only do I have to worry about NOT looking like a total jacka$$, but I should also concern myself with NOT being murdered. It’s not very often I just meet up with a bunch of random people in a city I’m not very familiar with. Sounds like the perfect recipe for someone to kidnap me and cut my skin off so they can wear it. Hey, I’m just sayin’ I have nice skin.
This is a big step for me as, I obviously do my best to keep my identity secret. Maybe I should go wearing a Ninja mask or something? What do you think?
All kidding aside, I’m really excited about the meetup. Hopefully, I will walk away from it with some super profound blogging/financial wisdom . And who knows, maybe I’ll even be able to contribute a little nugget of knowledge to the group. I have no idea what we will talk about, what the awkwardness level will be, or if it will be worth the hour drive, but I’m all for trying new things and meeting some pretty cool peeps.
When’s the last time you met a bunch of strangers? Or better yet, when’s the last time you met a bunch of INTERNET strangers? Anything you want me to talk with the group about? Hook me up with some obscure words I can use to appear smarter than I actually am (i.e. ideopraxist)?.
p.s. If there is no blog on Monday, it’s because Len Penzo kidnapped me and cut my skin off…. I’m serious…Notify the authorities.
p.p.s. I love you mom <—- potential last words