Feb 15, 2015 21:34
The year of Back to the Future 2. Where the fuck are my self-lacing hi-tops?! Also, I don't think we're ever going to have flying cars. Even if we had the technology, people are too stupid to drive regular cars correctly. We would wipe out a good chunk of the population if we had a "skyway". Even then, I think only 10% of the population would even invest in such a monstrosity...if they could even afford it. I for one, would be too scared to ever try it, considering I kept crashing my Osprey whenever I played "LHX Attack Chopper" as a kid...
So in other news, an acquaintance of mine TOTALLY hooked me up with a free year subscription to "Team Treehouse". Once I get well-versed in HTML, CSS, JavaScript and web design, I would LOVE to create an old-school, 90's style website to put up fan-art and fanfiction. Something like "Oh No! Not Another FF7 Page!" or "Aeris and Sephiroth In Love" would be fun. Perhaps in the vein of those authors, I'll also disappear forever. :P
There's a reason fanfic authors tend to range from mid-teens to early-20's. I was 22 and just finishing up my first time in college, and I had time to update "Us & Them" very frequently- sometimes even two days in a row. FF7 was also undergoing a resurgance due to the impending release of Advent Children and the Compilation, which fucked up many a good author's continuity. Traffic was high, and there were plenty of people to talk fandom with. I was learning to use Photoshop to color, and had a lot of free time on my hands...time that I sadly wasted. I will always have that spectre hovering over my head, knowing I wasted the best years of my life.
Now I'm 31, and time is like handfuls of sand I keep clutching, but the grains just keep slipping through. I'm running furiously to catch up and be happy. Read the lyrics to "Time" by Pink Floyd and you'll know what I'm talking about.
I used to check the updates from other favorite authors, but now I have to put the notifications aside. Right now, I'm typing while taking a break from typing up my macroeconomics homework that's due tomorrow night. Old habits of procrastination die hard.