a sheepish hello.
hi, lj. it's been awhile. i feel like a cheating girlfriend crawling back to beg forgiveness from her loyal, steady, and kindhearted boyfriend. i gave into temptation, lj... the temptation of twitter.
i know, i know. it's microblogging at its worst. it feeds into the innate human desire to feel important, unique, noteworthy. but it's just so damn addicting. it's great if you're a little ADD (or perhaps just used to instant gratification, like most gen y-ers). plus, if you cut out all the stupid-- posts like "i ate a sandwich today"-- it can be really useful. i've gotten a fair amount of story ideas from following a bunch of major papers, magazines, etc.
why would i need story ideas? because, my dear lj, i am writing for a paper this summer. i'm living in norfolk and am alternately wanting to get the fuck out and wanting the summer to last as long as it possibly can. i am not ready to be a senior in college, nosirree. i prefer to bury myself in the world of harry potter movie marathons (2 days 2 days 2 days 2 days 2 days) and the books themselves. that is a much better way of avoiding reality, i've discovered.
so, lj, will you take me back? please? i hope so. i've had a relationship with you since i was fifteen... now that i think about it, since the third hp movie came out. please don't give up on me.
i know, i know. it's microblogging at its worst. it feeds into the innate human desire to feel important, unique, noteworthy. but it's just so damn addicting. it's great if you're a little ADD (or perhaps just used to instant gratification, like most gen y-ers). plus, if you cut out all the stupid-- posts like "i ate a sandwich today"-- it can be really useful. i've gotten a fair amount of story ideas from following a bunch of major papers, magazines, etc.
why would i need story ideas? because, my dear lj, i am writing for a paper this summer. i'm living in norfolk and am alternately wanting to get the fuck out and wanting the summer to last as long as it possibly can. i am not ready to be a senior in college, nosirree. i prefer to bury myself in the world of harry potter movie marathons (2 days 2 days 2 days 2 days 2 days) and the books themselves. that is a much better way of avoiding reality, i've discovered.
so, lj, will you take me back? please? i hope so. i've had a relationship with you since i was fifteen... now that i think about it, since the third hp movie came out. please don't give up on me.