Post #407

What makes Post #407 so special? This is the post where we say:

**Happy Birthday, Official Corporate Site of Mean & Catty, Inc!**

One year ago today, MeiMei boldly blogged where no M&C staff had blogged before. Sure, we'd snarked off-line (and out of hearing range of most of our subjects) for a good three years prior to that, but it took the valiant efforts of the Vice President to get us this bold and public exposure. (Oh, and to force me to finally choose a screen name. If MeiMei is good at nothing else, she is good at the peer pressure -- but for my own good, my own good, I tell you!)

So, on this anniversary, I'd like to take a moment to remember our first year of ire:

* We've always been a couple of steps past neutral about the TomKat. You may have noticed. (The unscientific count is approximately twelve outraged posts per week.)

* Jake Gyllenhaal has always been my bedrock. (Bed-something, anyway.) I will admit to the occasional spat, and maybe my eyes lingered a little too long elsewhere, once in a while. But what we have is true, baby, and don't you forget it!

* Once the coincidences were tallied, it became clear this year that Daniel Dae Kim and MeiMei are but one soul in two bodies. And, thanks to less gracious, not-to-be-named, (but-nevertheless-to-be-linked-to) boyfriends, she really needed Daniel's generous shoulder to cry on. Seriously, that was totally why she was trying to make it past a certain network's security to be with him. No other reason.

* The catfight over Topher is still in arbitration.

* Turns out Gilmore Girls has been ticking us off for a long, long time. Yet, some of us remain strangely optimistic.

* Occasionally, it was okay to go off-topic.

* And, sometimes, absence made the heart grow fonder, while we pretended to have off-line lives. (Good times!)

* Meanwhile, science itself endorsed the M&C mission. Science was heard to comment, "Well, I've fallen into such disrepute anyway -- I thought, what do I have left to lose?"

* We even had to say good-bye this year to some dear friends. (You know, other than our pals, "hope" and "innocence.")

And, through it all, readers, you kept on showing up to join in on the rage and the cynicism. Is it possible there's eight or ten of you now?

From the bottom of our cynical little raisin-hearts, we thank you.