Sorta Almost Kinda Famous.

Hi again.

See I wasn’t gone for long.

It would be stupid of me to leave this little corner of the internets when I am getting published! HELL YEAH I’m finally flammable baby. SPICE! decided to feature me as one of their bloggers for the month. How snazzy is that.

Don’t worry. All this ‘fame’ hasn’t got into my head. I’m probably going to occupy an area of 10cm^2 at best, really. If i get so much as a postage stamp, I’m already ecstatic. I am About To Be Sorta Almost Kinda Famous! SPICE! has a national circulation in Indonesia, is available in most major cities and read mostly by girls in university so statistically speaking about less than 0.1% of  will find this blog. Mind you that’s 240,271 people and probably much much much less than that.

I’ve bought my first copy yesterday and whaddayaknow, they’re a pretty good magazine with a good balance of weight, relevance, fun and fashion.

Enough bootlicking though, like Golda Meir once said:

“Don’t be so humble, you’re not that great”

It’s true. I know the very smallness of my upcoming fame.

It is miniscule.

The pinnacle of internet stardom was set by Kambing Jantan, alias Raditya Dika (see above), who not only clinched himself several book deals – five of them in fact – he has a comic book too. He has his own freaking movie WRITTEN AND STARRED BY HIMSELF. He is now the director of his own publishing house not to mention garnering lots of moolah and a few million adoring fans (one of which is a certain Little Miss Ayuningdyah). Never has self-glorification reached such heights of adulation.

And further research tells me he likes David Sedaris and is studying political science in UI. Both are cool in my book.

Hmm yeah I want some of that. Uhm, the adulation, not Raditya. Online crushes is so last summer. Literally.

Where was I? Right, so getting paid for simply being awesome and writing about it is a pretty sweet career.

So they picked my very first entry which was a rambling about a magical cup of black cocaine coffee. After translation I sound like a dry and wrinkly 55-year old woman. I sound uncool. But whatev yo~ If you want the pure unadulterated juice all preserved with dry wit and panache, the first draft can be found right here.

Didn’t I just say goodbye in the last post?

Yes I did. But I’ll be back in a slightly different form. Enough time has passed for me to tell you all the ridiculous random shenanigans I get up to when I am in between boredom and restlessness. I’ll try to be a lot less emotional about it too.

That’s not a promise.