My very first blog post

I found it!

I don’t know if I ever mentioned it here but I had an orphaned Blogspot blog from 2002-2003 lazing about the internet not being deleted or edited because I’d since forgotten my username and password. But no more, I remembered them! Lucky guess, after trying to get access to the blog via Google’s support a couple years ago, when they didn’t believe that I was the hypochondriac computer science student depicted therein.

I’d always worried that someone would find the thing, realize it was me, and then try to blackmail me with details from my past. Yet surely I’ve mentioned far more lucrative personal information since, not to mention photographs.

My blogging experience has it that I had this blog from 2002 to 2003 and at some point was given a Livejournal account by a Kazaa friend (that sounds so nostalgic for a simpler internet!), which I had going from late 2003 into 2004. That summer I stumbled into a local blogger meetup, and from that decided to set up a more professional blog, that is, running from my bedroom at my dad’s house.

But during all this time I forgot my username and password into Blogger (before Google bought it up), but the blog stayed up. Until now, where I’ve deleted all the posts, because they make me so sorry to have been me back then.

I was looking through the posts, though, and found the first one, dated February 13, 2002:

And here begins my first ever blog.

I suppose I could have picked a better time to start this, such as when I’m not weeks behind in classes due to the flu. However, there’s no time like the present to procrastinate. I think my boyfriend is having a bad effect on me.

At the same time that I am typing this, I am writing emails to instructors requesting extensions or exemptions from assignments. I can’t help it if homework makes my headache worse while everything else I could possibly do makes me feel better. I’ve been saying for years, as a joke, that I was allergic to homework, and found it rather amusing yesterday when I was sneezing uncontrollably at my computer while trying to write a Perl script.

My doctor just prescribed me antibiotics today, as over 3 weeks of being sick is really more than I deserve, even for selling my soul to the devil last December to not get sick during exams (and he did come through on that one). Perhaps I’ll get the added bonus of having my skin clear up. It would be nice to look normal once I feel normal again.

I am particularly impressed by my linking to Perl there, what with it being so integral to the content. And, boy, my writing style hasn’t changed in 7 years: so much for progress. I’m sure my Perl skills haven’t improved much, either.