M is for Myg

JellyBean asked me before, but I had commitment phobia. I didn’t think I could keep up. I didn’t think I could produce, be the Mean Girl she wanted, nay, needed me to be.

But when Alex banded together with Hawks and Wrath to create the next big Second Lifestyles blog, Are We Not Men, it was fucking on. See, the way I see it, you can’t let too many men organize amongst themselves without some checks and balances in place. [//*refrains from making some inflammatory statement linking the *bomb* and testosterone production in primates*//]

Don’t get me wrong people. I love men. I really, truly love them. Especially in bed. Especially when they’re hot and sweaty after cleaning the gutters or carrying something for me and then they get in bed and get me all hot and sweaty. And when I say “them,” I don’t really mean “them.”

I mean him.

But now he’s gone and joined another blog with his “man” friends, so what’s a girl to do? Get mean, that’s what. That’s right. I’ve officially signed on with the Mean Girls Guide to Second Life and will post amongst them now, in addition to here.

So it looks like you’ll have some adds to your blog readers, if we all do our jobs right. Oh, there are plans afoot for M is for Myg too folks. You’ve been loyal and I’ve been lame (thanks to Esteban for keeping us alive here). But I’ve got some new series planned, including coverage of the diabolical inner workings of the Morrisey clan (are they really planning a hostile takeover of the Lindens?), more shopping shit, and the staggering conclusion of Season Two of Met a Stranger, all for you in 2008. And that’s just my blogging, never mind the mind blowing pixel/word abstracts of Esteban Moody and the funkiest podcasts on the net here every week.

All for you. Because I love you, hot and sweaty, smelling like humans, sitting in front of your machine, reading us.

Happy New Year, people.

This entry was posted on Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008 at 8:01 pm and is filed under Bloggers, Second Life.