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Have been reading my f-list almost-successfully for the first time this week, and SO many interesting essays have been written! Ack, I feel so out of the loop -- and badly wish that I could pimp them. But the place I'm staying at has this security system on their internet that restricts material of even PG level.
I love this fandom, but I've discovered anew that it's hardly the purest, most squick-free place on earth. =p Honestly, I've only just noticed.
So if I've dropped out of existence and haven't replied to either any comments, or any posts or any essays, or even the RPG, that's why; I can't GET to anything. The students who regularly stay at this residence must feel like prisoners 24/7.
On the upside, England is amazing. I think I've been everywhere. Almost everywhere. At least, mostly over southern England. London is my new favourite city in the world. But I just got back from Stratford-upon-Avon, and London's got a very strong contender.
I have also been stained against the clubbing experience forever! The first time I'd ever tried it, too; it was rather unpleasant, and very icky, and (gah, hate to admit it) a very gross first kiss, too. With a guy I'd known for maybe half-an-hour (I didn't even know his name! *pulls hair out*). It was altogether more than a little disturbing, to say the least.
I love this fandom, but I've discovered anew that it's hardly the purest, most squick-free place on earth. =p Honestly, I've only just noticed.
So if I've dropped out of existence and haven't replied to either any comments, or any posts or any essays, or even the RPG, that's why; I can't GET to anything. The students who regularly stay at this residence must feel like prisoners 24/7.
On the upside, England is amazing. I think I've been everywhere. Almost everywhere. At least, mostly over southern England. London is my new favourite city in the world. But I just got back from Stratford-upon-Avon, and London's got a very strong contender.
I have also been stained against the clubbing experience forever! The first time I'd ever tried it, too; it was rather unpleasant, and very icky, and (gah, hate to admit it) a very gross first kiss, too. With a guy I'd known for maybe half-an-hour (I didn't even know his name! *pulls hair out*). It was altogether more than a little disturbing, to say the least.