| Thursday, December 14, 2000 |
 | Last night was the UK webloggers' meet, which was an interesting experience. I have to confess that I felt pretty fraudulent, having only done this thing for a month or so, and having little or no ability to converse meaningfully about either the social or the technical aspects of this thing we call blog. Or rather, this thing we don't call blog. Faux pas number one.
Faux pas number two - mistaking Meg for Meg. I'm not sure who should feel insulted by that, if anyone.
Otherwise, a fun night, although it all started to fall apart rather after we left our first of five projected "the Blue Posts". Pub crawls in the West End - tricky business and one ending without seats, as Matt had dolefullypredicted. Anyway, Tom, Katy and Meg departed after that, and Kylie and Dave were scraped off when I accidentally took the remaining rump to the most crowded pub ever (I swear, it was completely empty when I went there with Matt a few weeks ago...). Matt, Catherine and I ended up in the Rat and Parrot somewhere near Charing Cross shouting over Fatboy Slim and fighting a losing battle with exhaustion.
All good clean fun. Also present at either of the Blue Posts - Luke, Tom E, Pete and Jen (who looked like she was waiting for something specific to happen, then left, thus stealing the mysterious prize).
Curious that I'm suddenly on first name terms with all these people....
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