A December Move
I've never felt comfortable posting on LiveJournal. It doesn't feel like it's 'mine' when I post- more like it belongs to the statistics of updated webpages, users online, and goat-followers who have united in anti-HTML. I write HTML for a living, now. I create graphics and cut them open and sew them back together on websites. I do it for a regular paycheck, and I do it freelance. I've done it for myself for a long time. I have pages and pages of web-friendly text documents that I've never uploaded anywhere. It's a shame to write for an audience that never gets to see it. It's time to get back online.
I like to read LJ friends pages, particularly those who don't update anywhere else. But really, there's not much on /clight that I wouldn't rather get from a much more personal two-hour Sunday phone call. Here, I never update for the above-mentioned reasons. Elsewhere, I've ranted, started stories (Shue was born in an obscure entry on carbonatedcrystals.com) uploaded pictures, and designed all in orange because it's one of my favorite colors. Here, there are templates and restrictions and paid accounts. I'm hosting three of my own websites right now, and more for business. There's no need to spend money to play with someone else's baby when I can birthe my own. I'm rationalizing, justifying, and just plain hating the LJ empire where my participation is concerned. I'm going back to the DIY websites, with dynamic links and outrageous scrollbars and secret directories.
I respect LJ in that it gives those who have no interest in (or no money for) their own domains a place to keep a journal, diary, blog, or spewing ground for their best and worst thoughts. I’m glad I had a place to park my web presence while I was going through times of neither having money nor desire to be online.
But I’m moving out, LJ, you’ve never quite felt like home.
If you want to know my new address, drop me a line and let me know you’re thinking about me.
I like to read LJ friends pages, particularly those who don't update anywhere else. But really, there's not much on /clight that I wouldn't rather get from a much more personal two-hour Sunday phone call. Here, I never update for the above-mentioned reasons. Elsewhere, I've ranted, started stories (Shue was born in an obscure entry on carbonatedcrystals.com) uploaded pictures, and designed all in orange because it's one of my favorite colors. Here, there are templates and restrictions and paid accounts. I'm hosting three of my own websites right now, and more for business. There's no need to spend money to play with someone else's baby when I can birthe my own. I'm rationalizing, justifying, and just plain hating the LJ empire where my participation is concerned. I'm going back to the DIY websites, with dynamic links and outrageous scrollbars and secret directories.
I respect LJ in that it gives those who have no interest in (or no money for) their own domains a place to keep a journal, diary, blog, or spewing ground for their best and worst thoughts. I’m glad I had a place to park my web presence while I was going through times of neither having money nor desire to be online.
But I’m moving out, LJ, you’ve never quite felt like home.
If you want to know my new address, drop me a line and let me know you’re thinking about me.