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Tomorrow is the last day of the year.

Uh, WHAT?

I’m sorry, but 2006 was probably the most temporally disorienting year in the entire history of my life. Sometimes it went fast, sometimes it went slow, and sometimes it just went.

That being said, “it is” is about to be a “it was” (say that four times fast), and so I’ve decided to put together the MegFowler.com Year in Review.

I mean, the big magazines and news shows do it, so why not a tiny Canadian blog written by a less-tiny Canadian blogger?

You’d rather read this than “Duck Decoy Annual”s round-up, right?

(Don’t answer that. I can’t really live with that answer.)

So, without further ado…

WHAT WENT DOWN, YO.

Major events:

• Current roommate and uber-bombshell Catherine moved to Vancouver in January, and joined Kerry and I in the Apartment from Hell.
• I met my first fellow-blogger in February, the lovely and talented Patia:
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• Nancy had the Alien in February as well, who went on to be the babytoast (I love that word) of Blogland:
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• In March, I actually went to the doctor to get my health back in gear. Which may not seem like a major event to YOU, but to me? Life-changing. And the process it set in motion has turned out to be equal parts dream and nightmare.
• In April, I turned 32 in a haze of drugs and revelry. Okay, not really. But I did go out for dinner and get a lot of flowers.
• In May, I received the news from my specialist that I was 100% infertile, perimenopausal at an absurdly young age, and in possession of an autoimmune condition that would affect me for the rest of my life. This was less than awesome. I’ve written about it a few times since then. Still working through everything that comes along with that news.
• In June, we MOVED TO THE BEST APARTMENT EVER WITH THE BEST DECK AND WOW. Which is good, because the old apartment was KILLING ME. Damn, as it were. We moved without Kerry, which was sad AND completely okay, because SHE GOT MARRIED at the end of that same month.
• In July, we had both a heatwave and an Eric wave.
• In August, nothing really happened. Except lots of posts. And I was attacked by a seagull.
• BUT! IN SEPTEMBER! WE WENT ON VACATION! TO CALIFORNIA! IN A CAR! Here are some of the posts I made from the road (all in my September archives), and about the trip itself. Mostly, we were happy to hang out with our friend Eric. Try to ignore the fact that I look like Satan in the photo below:
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• In October? Not much, really. Except for obsessing about good clothes and good love.
• But OH, the November! Not only was Vancouver blessed with a rare dump of the white stuff, our water became brown stuff. Ew.
• In December, there was something about awards. And I inspired the next generation. And ranted about entertainment feminism. And trolls. And loved Christmas at length. And fantasized about dinner companions. Then Catherine and Jesus had birthdays. Also? The whole family thing can get hard.

(Please excuse the formatting. I kept trying to fix it, then I plucked out my own eye.)

And that brings us to now. And lots of top 10 lists all night. Let’s start with this one:

10 things I haven’t managed to stop doing this year:

1. Clapping like a baby seal when I’m excited.
2. Using this? Sentence construction in my writing.
3. Replying to emails when the conversation is long dead.
4. Smiling without teeth.
5. Staying awake all night.
6. Apologizing.
7. Eating things that are overly spicy.
8. Swearing.
9. Deleting posts.
10. Making little noises for everything from photocopying to putting down Scrabble tiles.

More to come…