All Things Woompty

Internet=Love

The internet is an amazing, wonderful thing (in case you hadn't noticed). Even if you're not into downloading millions of gigabytes of porn and you could care less about Wikipedia and YouTube, it's still fantastic.

It's fantastic because if you hang around long enough you'll find your Internet Tribe hanging around too. And you'll start emailing each other and maybe talk on the phone a few times and then you'll meet in person and next thing you know, they're convincing you to go to Chicago with them, where you will meet Awesome Internet Superstars like her and her, which is just the cherry on top of getting to spend a weekend drinking and singing and dancing and shopping and having food orgasms with your Internet Tribe. And you know they're your Tribe, because when you're together there is no such thing as too many hugs, you can't stop laughing because everything is funny, and you feel loved and adored and gorgeous and clever.

And then you head home, sad because your Internet Tribe is scattered all over the country so you can't be together all the damn time like you wish you could. But you have tons of memories and photographic evidence to get you through to the next time you can get together.

And then, when you get home, something AMAZING happens. Another member of your Tribe, someone who's been there with you since the very beginning way back when you first dipped your toes in the big bad 'Net ends you an email that makes you kind of teary and super excited because yay, you get to stand next to her when she marries her true love because she wants you to be her maid of honor. And of course you say yes, because she is your doppelganger, your East Coast Twin, and you love and adore her and her fiance.

So today, I love the internet more than I love my new sparkly flip-flops, because the internet gave me my Tribe and all my flip-flops gave me was a little sparkle.

posted by Melinda @ 7:47 PM