Today’s my blog’s birthday, but I don’t have much to say. I imagine I’ll have something worth saying on its 10th anniversary, but I can’t think of anything to say that doesn’t feel meaningless halfway through. This year is my blog’s first anniversary under hej.gay, but I am keeping its original anniversary, because hello, the 9th of February has become iconic for me. 😂 If anything, I could probably get away with celebrating two anniversaries, but it’s kinda easier at the start of the year…even if February is really annoying with all the Valentine’s Day celebrations.
So, instead of doing something big, I made an acrostic poem. Short post, but not every post needs a thousand words. 😅
Jane’s the name;
Autodidact is the game.
Neither books nor movies nor TV limit me;
Evelyn Hugo is the book girlfriend I could never see.
Pizza rolls are a food I probably eat too much of,
Even though ’tis my garden for which I hold more love.
Day after day, I feel mundane doing mostly the same thing,
In that I feel bored a lot if my phone doesn’t ring, ping or ding.
Above all, though, I’m impressed: 8 years to this I’ve been committed—no more, no less.
I tried to make it rhyme, right down to the last line (inline rhyme). 😊
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