Ten Years on Live Journal
Ten years ago today I made my first Live Journal post.
I’m not sure, but I think that sirhc_warror had talked me into joining the site. I’d met her at the VTRF over the summer, and she’d sent me a link to her journal entry about how David rescued her when she locked her keys into her car.
back in the muddy parking lot, another very nice man named Dave - who had cracked my back the night before - illustrated a shocking facility for breaking into locked vehicles with a few bits of wood and a long piece of medieval weaponry. i actually did the entire Excited Maiden dance when that door popped open with absolutely no damage to the door or roof: jump up and down, throw arms around savior, kiss same on cheek - the whole nine yards.
I’d been lurking her journal and discovering other renn faire folk that I knew were also on Live Journal for a couple of months before I broke down and joined the site, and then I did some more lurking before I got up the nerve to make my first post. Because, as my mother so succinctly said when I mentioned that I was blogging, “Why on earth would you keep a public diary?!?!” (Little did I know that I was in for a ten year ride and that it just might change my life…)
I think the first person to friend me was either clodappleleft (long since defected to Facebook) or hockeycat (still here occasionally). Hockeycat has the honor of leaving me my first comment.
How long ago was ten years? Reading back through some early entries….
I had been divorced for two years and was dating a rennie named Dave. It was the year of the Great Flood at CTRF at the Woodstock site. Honda 2.0 was rolling over 300,000 miles. sarum was still alive. So was Walter. I was still speaking to my mother, an early entry is about a visit to SC to see them, with a stop along the way at the Carolina Renn Faire. At that point I already suspected that dad was losing his hearing. Tolls on the New Jersey Turnpike were a third of what they are now.
November 8, 2005
Then you pay a $3.40 toll when you leave NJ, a couple miles later you pay a $3 toll when you enter Delaware, then a few miles later you pay a $3 toll when you enter Maryland.
March 18, 2013
$10.65 - New Jersey Turnpike (paid cash, she reversed EZ Pass)
$4.00 - Enter Delaware (EZ Pass - Not paid message)
$4.00 - Exit Delaware (enter Maryland)
It’s been ten years since Beth and I “broke up” because even though she flaked on our plans 50% of the time, she blamed me for ignoring her (because I’d gotten a boyfriend). Yeah Right. And it’s been eleven years since I’ve had a cat in my life. I really need to do something about that last bit…
I’m not sure, but I think that sirhc_warror had talked me into joining the site. I’d met her at the VTRF over the summer, and she’d sent me a link to her journal entry about how David rescued her when she locked her keys into her car.
back in the muddy parking lot, another very nice man named Dave - who had cracked my back the night before - illustrated a shocking facility for breaking into locked vehicles with a few bits of wood and a long piece of medieval weaponry. i actually did the entire Excited Maiden dance when that door popped open with absolutely no damage to the door or roof: jump up and down, throw arms around savior, kiss same on cheek - the whole nine yards.
I’d been lurking her journal and discovering other renn faire folk that I knew were also on Live Journal for a couple of months before I broke down and joined the site, and then I did some more lurking before I got up the nerve to make my first post. Because, as my mother so succinctly said when I mentioned that I was blogging, “Why on earth would you keep a public diary?!?!” (Little did I know that I was in for a ten year ride and that it just might change my life…)
I think the first person to friend me was either clodappleleft (long since defected to Facebook) or hockeycat (still here occasionally). Hockeycat has the honor of leaving me my first comment.
How long ago was ten years? Reading back through some early entries….
I had been divorced for two years and was dating a rennie named Dave. It was the year of the Great Flood at CTRF at the Woodstock site. Honda 2.0 was rolling over 300,000 miles. sarum was still alive. So was Walter. I was still speaking to my mother, an early entry is about a visit to SC to see them, with a stop along the way at the Carolina Renn Faire. At that point I already suspected that dad was losing his hearing. Tolls on the New Jersey Turnpike were a third of what they are now.
November 8, 2005
Then you pay a $3.40 toll when you leave NJ, a couple miles later you pay a $3 toll when you enter Delaware, then a few miles later you pay a $3 toll when you enter Maryland.
March 18, 2013
$10.65 - New Jersey Turnpike (paid cash, she reversed EZ Pass)
$4.00 - Enter Delaware (EZ Pass - Not paid message)
$4.00 - Exit Delaware (enter Maryland)
It’s been ten years since Beth and I “broke up” because even though she flaked on our plans 50% of the time, she blamed me for ignoring her (because I’d gotten a boyfriend). Yeah Right. And it’s been eleven years since I’ve had a cat in my life. I really need to do something about that last bit…