Happy Birthday Open Diary!

Woot!  10-years, you ole beeyatch (or in this case *wink*) you old bastage you!  You’ve been alive and kicking and mostly up and roaring to go for 10-years?!?!  Suffered through attacks and intrusions and the scariness that can be the web. 

But here you are!

Way to go!

I’ve been here with you, alllmost the entire time.  Pleased to have been so.  *curtsy*

I came here for a specific reason tonight.  I am feeling creative and wanted to write a little story because I am feeling very naughty – and the story is about being very naughty. Then when I saw the celebration going on — on the front page — I had to say something.  Won’t be long.  Have aforementioned other things to take care of.

*shakes self back to topic at hand*

Sooo, theme huh?  What has OD meant to me for all these years?

Well, to put it quite simply?  OD has been my closest confidente and friend since 1999!  OD was here for me when I lost the first, most important person in my life, my mom.

OD was here for me for my second biggest move ever, cross country from Florida back to my birthplace, Massachusetts.  OD was here for the royal screwing I would get, making that move — from ‘family’.

OD was here for me as I developed and fought epilepsy.  When I thought I was losing my mind … when I had nowhere else to turn to, OD was here and listened.

OD is here as I might possibly lose the second most important person in my life.

It doesn’t get much better than that…

…as far as having a friend and family. 

Does it?