Whoa. Rewind back to March 19.

(I'm going to pretend it's March 19 in this post to avoid the mind-numbing guilt of forgetting one's own blogoversary.)


This is it. It has been (a little more than) one whole year since I started this book bloggy. Thanks to all of you who had inevitably became this blog's awesome stalker minion. To celebrate this blog's (belated) birthday here are the top five things I've learned from this blog:

1. No. It is not okay to use 394,439,345,302 exclamation points in a row. Unless I really, really like a book. In that case, it is okay to use up to 983,723 exclamation points.

2. No. Authors are not magical awesome fairies who ride unicorns to work every day and who's signature, when applied to a book, could quite possibly cause me to spontaneously cumbust. They are just regular people (but way awesomer).

3. No. It is NOT okay to forget my own blogoversary. That would be like forgetting to feed my cat. Unacceptable.

4. No. I am not alone in my bookish love. Their are plenty other awesome book bloggers that share my obssesion. Whom I love reading and commenting on their blog. Book bloggers rock.

5. No. Saying how awesome the book is isn't a review. I mean it is, but you have to be cleaver in your word choice. Some other good phrases to use are: dandy, bang-up, groovy, and if all else fails, nifty.


Happy Monday! I'm sad. For some strange reason, I thought it was Friday at school today. When the bell rang, I was so happy I yelled "Happy Friday!" I didn't understand why everyone was either giving me a murderous look, or a look of great confusion.