A quick note to my silent readers (everyone be sure to read the post directly below this one)
I see you hiding in the shadows and I don't mind at all. You are always welcome to pull up a chair and just listen (or read as this is a written blog). I am curious though. Some of you are my most loyal readers. You are here every day and by that I am honored. There must be something that brings you back.
So if you are one of those silent-types, don't feel pressured to comment but I would like to just maybe know who you are and where you are from. So I'm asking a favor, from you to me. Drop me an email and tell me who you are, how you got here, and maybe why you keep coming back. No pressure, I won't respond if you don't want me to.
So here's my email address kpinion7@yahoo.com. Drop me a line and let me know who you are.
posted by Katie @ 3:12 PM
12 Comments:
Hi Katie! My name is Stephanie from Wisconsin: long time reader, 475th time commenter!
How the heck are ya' today?
;)
Hi K-T! I'm one of your most loyal fans. Not so silent though. I think I was like 80% of your comments this morning.
opening up the stalker door huh?
I refer to those I do not know (accept online) as "Random Internet People" (R.I.P. for short).
It's kind of weird, though, because most of us know each other because we know someone who knows someone (in a six-degrees-of-Kevin-Bacon kind of way).
Like me, for example. I work with RR who is twins with JLR who works with JES who at one point or another was your roommate.
When I met JES for the first time, I didn't identify her as a R.I.P. I was invited to go to lunch with RR (who only brought me along because her sister was bringing one of her co-workers with her).
Anyway, the lunch got off to an awkward start. I called JES "Jen" by mistake (I had just met her after all), and when I finally figured out that JES was "THE JES" from the BLOG WORLD I almost choked on a French Fry. So, yeah, all that stuff they say about first impressions...
Then, during the last day of the fair, I go to my office and find AMSTAFF sitting in the chair next to the window with RR and JLR. Normally, this would have been okay, but on THAT particular day the ENTIRE office reeked of dead rat, which - since smell is so closely associated with memory - is always something you want when meeting somebody for the first time!
The second time I met AMSTAFF, I really didn't meet her. Instead I just terrified her sister at Run-On! I'm sure AMSTAFF heard about it later on…
The third time I met AMSTAFF, I HUGGED her.
Why, you ask? Yeah, no clue. Here’s what happened:
I was so happy that I found her at the TOO COLD TO HOLD race, (because I had spent most of the morning worrying about what would happen if I didn't recognize her in the crowd and we never met up) that I was like, "Hey!".
And, then, she was like, "Hey!"
And, then, there was an awkward pause and I was like, "Yey! I’m so glad we found you!”…
…and then I hugged her.
So, soon after the “hug”, Trevor, AMSTAFF and I start down this hill towards the starting line and I paused briefly to consider whether or not there would be enough time to use the port-a-pottie before the race began. I soon discovered, though, that the line was too long.
Dismayed, I turned around to tell AMSTAFF that I would just have to wait, but she was NOWHERE to be seen. She had completely disappeared.
I turned to Trevor and said, "Oh, no. She’s gone! Was it something I said? Did I do something wrong? Oh, my goodness…It was the hug wasn't it?!"
Trevor just laughed me and said, "Yeah, I noticed that. Why did you hug her, anyway?"
"I dunno," I replied. "I just panicked. There was an awkward silence, and I just…well…panicked".
"Do you always hug people when you panic," Trevor inquired?
"Five minutes ago I would have said 'NO', but now is obviously a different story!”
*****
So, anyway, there is really no point to this story except that I have a knack for being…well…awkward – especially in person.
Thus, if I ever get an opportunity to meet you, Katie, I will make a conscious effort to NOT do the following:
1. Call you by the wrong name.
2. Be shocked that you – much like me – have a BLOG.
3. Be anywhere near the smell of anything dead.
4. Scare your sister.
5. Randomly hug you for no reason.
I guess that list constitutes my February Resolutions (since I forgot to make any at the beginning of last month by mistake).
Okay, THE END…!
Oh Deals, you make me laugh and for that reason alone when we do meet I will hug YOU. But not to fill the akward silence. And don't worry JCol is a big hugger. The first time we met in person we hugged (twice), she's just so sweet and nice that you can't help but hug her. See I can follow you down the rabbit trail (or hole) with no problem. Just call me Katie in Wonderland and you are Deals the white rabbit.
Anonymous - So you beg the question: Are you, yourself, a stalker that will take advantage of the only partially opened door? Or are you a concerned friend who knows of a certain incident i had with a not-so-nice anonymous commenter?
HA HA HA. Deals, you crack me up.
K-T is right, it wasn't an awkward thing for me at all, I am a natural hugger and didn't think of it as being awkward in the least. To be honest, I don't even remember it. Hugging is a natural way for me to say hi to a friend. Just be glad you're not a relative or I just might kiss you. (I'm half Guatemalan, remember?).
Brian thinks I'm crazy for hugging, kissing or showing any type of greeting affection. His family is anti-affection I think.
Phooey I say!
And I saw you waiting in line at the porta-potties, because that's where I found Cat and Allison standing. So I talked to her for a minute and you were two lines over and then all of a sudden you were gone.
The next time I saw you, you were jogging past me at a much faster pace than me, and I didn't see you again until the end when you cheered me on. Hooray!
The lady at Run On! was the one that told me about you meeting Cat. Too funny.
Don't worry about the dead rat smell. I associate that and the broken toilets with the old building and not with you.
K-T's right, we DID hug twice when we first saw each other. Once to say "hello, and yea! we finally meet!" and then another one to say "good-bye and we finally met!" Now she's used to my numerous hugs.
I've popped by before, but it was actually two things that drew me to your blog. No, three:
1) your comments to Eddo
2) your picture - you look like someone I'd like as a friend or next-door neighbor. You have a wonderful, warm and open, infectious smile (as Stephanie does).
3) your Christianity
Saur - Thanks, I've never gotten the "would you be my neighbor" reason, I like it
Logan - i think you might have to take a number as a stalker of steve, he seems to have those in abundance (don't worry I won't tell him you are one of them though). But I appreciate that you informed me that you are a stalker but limited by geography.
I was a silent reader for a while, but I have since broken out of my shell, and now nobody can shut me up! =)
I am new to blogging and am visiting some new blogs. Your blog is so warm and friendly I will come back. I don't lurk much. I post when something strikes me. Everyone is invited to visit my blog.
My name is Anne, I live in Omaha, Nebraska. I have a blog.
well, I got here because my friend Laura (whose from Omaha too) has a blog, and she has about one million random blogs listed on her site, and I was bored one day. So I checked out JustSayJes. I thought she was rather hilarious, and you comment on there a lot, so i checked out yours too. So ... there ya go. Now I check it everyonce in a while. And I comment, hoping you won't think I am a weirdo. But, anyway...Nice to meet you!
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