It's happened before and it's happened again

Another night spent dreaming about bloggers.

There was a meetup thing in a club in Melbourne. I was at the bar and a girl came up to me and told me I was funny. I asked her how she knew, then she backtracked and said to forget she said anything, but I stopped her and told her who I was and all was good. She was Jelly (and she better not slap me with a restraining order for continually dreaming about her!).

I can't really remember the specifics (I woke up over 13 hours ago!) but there was a lot of alchohol being drunk in a cinema, then a restaraunt, then somebodies house. She was there, and she was there and he was there and she was there and she was there. Basically, most of my 'most read' were there.

The thing that first struck me was the whole secret squirell of it all - fake identies, hiding behind names, not saying the B-word. The second thing that struck me was how 'everyday normal 'everyone one. People were dorky and...er... dumpy (with the exception of TJ and her imaculate eyebrows) but comfortable and funny and really, really friendly - Everyone was getting along great guns! People were looking at us and wondering what our connection to each other was and how we were managing to have such an awesome time!

I think it was a nice reminder of the fact that every blogger is human and normal, whilst also pointing out how you start to get to know these people through the written tippy-tapped word - getting insight into their everyday lives, getting to know their likes and dislikes, their humour and their personality.

And also that I double-triple promise to attend the next blogevent that I can get to, if this imaginary one was anything to go by!