Yes, it’s that time. This is my last Nifty News ever. I have no idea what to do with myself. I’ve been reduced to a pathetic, sobbing, wailing ball of sadness. Who will listen to me dote on the weirdness of life? Who will pay attention to me when I bitch about today’s news? Who will give me five minutes of their time every Monday, Wednesday and Friday?!
Friends will do all that, you say? Hm. Novel idea. I’ve gotta get me some of those.
In all seriousness, I’ve had mucho fun writing this. I had always assumed that there were only three people reading my columns on a daily basis – my dad, my editor, and a copyreader. But then I got a shocker (not like that… get your head outta the gutter). Someone actually commented) on my stuff on the Nexus Web site. Then people started coming up to me and telling me how much they loved reading Nicki’s Nifty News. An old friend from long ago even told me my blogs made her day! So, to everyone who has ever read N.N.N., to those of you who have actually clicked the links in the stories, to the ones who went through the pains of registering on the Nexus site just to comment – even if it was to leave an embarrassing link – to the people who suggested a piece of news, to those of you who have come up to me in a panic wondering where N.N.N. was that day – thank you. Look at all those children I lined up for you.
Fear not, though. I’m not actually leaving you – just changing job titles. I’ll be Opinion editor next year and I’ll also be editing online exclusive stuff. Despite what you may think, my retiring from this blog is excellent news for you. It means you can write it yourself! If you have any interest in writing an online column, I’d love to talk to you. Shoot me an e-mail at email@example.com…weird, I know, and we can chat.
So… um… I guess this is it. I’ve always been awkward with goodbyes. I’m bad at giving hugs and I don’t express my emotions well. Other people’s words probably convey my feelings better than I could myself, so I’ll leave you with a song).
I miss this already.