WordPress has informed me that this is my 100th post. I don’t know why this seems like a milestone, but it does. 100 posts. That’s kind of a lot, right? I thought so. 

In 100 posts, I’ve done a lot of complaining, a lot of observing, and a lot of ranting. I’ve posted photos, videos, and anecdotes. I’ve answered questions and asked questions. I’ve talked about cooking and traveling and family and friends. 

So what do I do for my 100th post? The 100th time I’ve come here to type out my feelings for all the internet to see….I don’t really know, because today was kind of boring. I went to tap class. I worked on my plays. I read at the library. I talked to my mom. I printed out my plays. Now I’m headed out to see my last free play ever at my place of work. After almost 15 free plays…and one musical. Since I won’t be working there much longer. After three years, I’ll be done. Crazy.

Maybe that’s what I should have written about for my 100th post. I guess I kind of did. Oh well. Who says the 100th has to be my best?