Obviously, haven’t had time lately to check the bloggesphere, but had a bit of a wait today so I’ve wandered over to the internet cafe planning to fire off a quick email home. Instead, ended up checking out my old haunts—you know, all my favourite blogs, the ones I used to check daily. (Emofalltrades, Another Day Another Face, Barbie Ruined My Life, Let Me Just Say It, Alitareads and that blog that makes me feel like someone’s taken my DNA and cloned me as a Mancunian au pair in Paris, LeftBancManc. Oh, and so don’t get mad if your blog isn’t listed, but I’m just running out of time here.)
Anyway, it makes me all a tingle to know that they’re out there (you’re out there?) posting. All’s right with the world. Like even though I’m in some sort of alternate gap universe, everything else good goes on. Like — even when your travel partner gets her passport and credit cards knicked and you have to waste three days travelling to the Embassy — the Girls of the Bloggesphere still go on. Nice.