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So you know what I love most about holidailies?  Check out the list of participants.  Reading all those names reminds me of the good old days of diary-l.  Not that I even remember which holidailies members were from diary-l…  Plus there’s the fact that some of them might have been members with different names, like I was.  Ryan Ozawa, what the heck did you do with the list?

So, not really related, but along the same lines as reminiscing, we arrive at my “whatever happened to whats-his/her-name-that-online-journaller-that-I-used-to-read-all-the-time?”

And the updates that I have found via google/my brain.

Miranda.  Or maybe her name was Medellia…  I can’t keep it straight, because we all had the real name/fake name thing back then.  Miranda had a way with words.  One Christmas she sent me a card, except it was 2001, and she sent it with no return address.  And so for a few minutes I was afraid to open that envelope, because of the anthrax.  Because I’m just as important as Dan Rather.  Miranda got married and sent a wonderful CD.  But then she was un-married.  And now she lives somewhere quietly.  She has not told me what she’s up to, and if she’s writing online I’m not cool enough to know about it.  According to her website, she’s in MD.  Or at least, that’s where she receives mail.

And then there was Kara-Leah, whose website I really truly cannot find.  She used to work for a major computer retailer that was based in TX and I remember seeing that major computer retailer’s info in my website stats, so maybe she doesn’t work there anymore.  She was going to get married last time I read her.  And becoming Catholic.  And oh!  I remember more!  She was marrying someone named Hugo, from Canada.  She seems to have fallen off the face of the blogosphere now.

Pamie.  Who doesn’t read her?  Pamie went from online journalling hero to famous published author with her first book, “Why Girls are Weird.”  She also pasted pieces of emails that I had written her in which I spelled “deodorant” as “deoderant.”  Repeatedly.  She didn’t use my name so no one knows I’m a moron.  I did learn my lesson, though, and I never, ever misspell deodorant.  Pamie is now on strike.

I’d go on, but I think it’s bedtime…