Today marks 5 years of animoller.com. On one hand I find this quite an odd occasion; on the other, I find it stupid seeing how I’ve had a stupid personal website on various other hosts and random do/ma/in/~names since 1998. However. To mark this absolutely and truly momentous occasion I have compiled a list of made-up statistics:
- 23,000,000,001 million hits
- 5,001 user accounts
- 49,001 insightful articles
- Plus other made-up statistics too
I have posted:
- About an annoying ex-workmate with a gigantic hairy mole on her cheek, which almost got me dooced before the term was even coined
- About a nutty ex-flatmate who kicked me out because I didn’t inform her the night before of my late shower before work and because I watched her television without thanking her for being so kind as to let me watch one of her two televisions which was in the lounge, whom I never heard from again, thank God
- Obnoxious goth poetry involving words such as “angst” and “blackened heart”; thankfully, I started wearing colour again before I killed myself for being such a fucking twat
- About politics. Twice. Can’t say if there’ll be a third time, unless I turn off commenting.
- A slagging off about girls on the Internet, because I am full of enmity
- A retarded Apple Switch parody, which is sadly my biggest claim to Internet fame to date and probably forever
- About Lindsay Lohan. Worst mistake ever.
- About breaking a nail on October 11, 1999
Since uploading my first post, I have:
- Moved from Microsoft Publisher, to Dreamweaver, to Notepad, to Adobe PageMill, to Blogger, to Organizine, to a custom CMS, to TextPattern
- Grown from an angsty 18-year-old goth to a grumpy 25-year-old
- Had a terrible total of four long-distance relationships, not all due to the Internet; each time telling myself “that’s the last time I’ll be doing that!”
- Left New Zealand and moved to Texas with my burly American fiancé, then husband, then ex-husband
- Travelled lots. Like, quite a bit really.
- Made one friend. His name was Harold, and he only showed up when no one else was around. Sadly, he died in a tragic wheelbarrow accident.
- Become painfully unfunny in my old age
- Invented the Internet. Or Bob Dole. Actually, I think I invented Bob Dole.
In conclusion, happy 5th domain registration birthday. I wonder how many more there will be, and will I be getting a cake?