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swift_inc So, time goes on. LJ'ers grow old and grow up and join establishments that lead them to ponder how it's probably better to do all that random-blathering-fannish-squeeing thing with a bit more subtlety. Hence the obligatory friends-locking under-the-radar-of-polite-society post. ;)
If you've wandered over for any fannish stuff, fics, fanmixes, etc., those posts will still be public, and 90% of them will be linked to my fic/fannish LJ
nancefics, which only gets updated once a year or so lately, if that, so you really aren't missing much.
Me: Robin (here at least); old broad who remembers 1980s fashion and music the first time around; married with cats; physician; lover of obscure music, obscure fandoms, funky footwear and the NFL; has been known to blather about malignancies of the bladder epithelium and the search for the perfect pair of boots in the same post, and will probably do so again; a pretty liberal Blue-Stater girl IRL, but tends to root for the fictional guy who wants to thwart the FBI/stage a hostile take-over/blow up the world; gets amusing injuries several times a year and will post the details faithfully (SPOILER: old people do not, in fact, bounce); talks about writing fic way more than she ever actually writes it; quite possibly uses way too many semi-colons.
You: if you didn't stop reading at "bladder epithelium," feel free to drop a comment and I'll likely add you!
ETA: If you're tumblr-inclined, feel free to visit me at
emptymarrow, because apparently tumblr doesn't like that "_" punctuation very much.