oh, hello
so, like, wow. this is the first time that i've logged on to livejournal in ages. probably not years, and i think i've made a few random comments recently, but actually going through the friendslist and thinking about posting? a really long time. and it looks like now you can't just keep going back indefinitely, which kinda sucks. and a little detecting shows me that i haven't actually written a post since march of last year, at which point i posted something very similar to what this will probably be.
which is to say, a post in which i exclaim over not posting, a bit of nostalgia, a vow to possibly post more and a quick life update. we've done the first part, so shall we move on to the next?
sometimes, i am very nostalgic for you, livejournal. you occupied a huge part of my life for a very long time and i made some excellent friends via you. at some point, we fell out. mostly it was me, but a little bit it was you, with your ads and your changing ownership and layouts which can seem clunky andyour whole, becoming-an-internet-punchline. but like i said, mostly it was me. i'm as susceptible as the next girl to shiny new toys and shiny new sites (which become old and dull very quickly) and it seems as though my attention span is decreasing with every passing day.
but i think of you often and i miss you and i miss the people who i used to hang with via you, although many of them haven't stuck around either (mad props to those who have). and, frankly, i suspect that you are a better fit for me than any of the new kids. i am prone to nostalgia and navel-gazing and long-winded, text-heavy entries in which i talk about nothing much at all. and, let's face it, when it comes to those sort of things, you are king. for all their immediacy and pretty pictures, tumblr and twitter just can't hold a candle on that front. so you call my name and here i am. and it's sort of like an awkward meeting in which we both say "um" a lot and glance awkwardly down at our coffee and end by vowing to be better about keeping in touch.
which i am totally doing, although we both know it's a crap shoot as to whether or not that will actually happen. i'm crossing my fingers and hoping i'll be okay with the follow through, because i know the onus is totally on me. so we'll see.
and in the awkward catch-up mode, things are okay. even though i haven't made any posts in a year and a half, things haven't really changed dramatically. the big things - job, apartment, city, boy - are the same and the small things change day by day but it would be impossible to share it all. my job is okay, except when it's not. which it really wasn't for a while and then it was again, but not really. now it's just my job and i sort of don't like it more often than i'd like, but am not sure what alternative to look for, especially because alternatives these days seem hard to come by. the apartment is too small, the city i'm sort of over but trying to talk myself into loving, whilst simultaneously fantasizing about moving somewhere else. the boy is good.
i just came back from vacation and it was ninety shades of awesome.
i need to clean and unpack and stop posting random bits on the internet which will soon be forgotten.
xo.
which is to say, a post in which i exclaim over not posting, a bit of nostalgia, a vow to possibly post more and a quick life update. we've done the first part, so shall we move on to the next?
sometimes, i am very nostalgic for you, livejournal. you occupied a huge part of my life for a very long time and i made some excellent friends via you. at some point, we fell out. mostly it was me, but a little bit it was you, with your ads and your changing ownership and layouts which can seem clunky andyour whole, becoming-an-internet-punchline. but like i said, mostly it was me. i'm as susceptible as the next girl to shiny new toys and shiny new sites (which become old and dull very quickly) and it seems as though my attention span is decreasing with every passing day.
but i think of you often and i miss you and i miss the people who i used to hang with via you, although many of them haven't stuck around either (mad props to those who have). and, frankly, i suspect that you are a better fit for me than any of the new kids. i am prone to nostalgia and navel-gazing and long-winded, text-heavy entries in which i talk about nothing much at all. and, let's face it, when it comes to those sort of things, you are king. for all their immediacy and pretty pictures, tumblr and twitter just can't hold a candle on that front. so you call my name and here i am. and it's sort of like an awkward meeting in which we both say "um" a lot and glance awkwardly down at our coffee and end by vowing to be better about keeping in touch.
which i am totally doing, although we both know it's a crap shoot as to whether or not that will actually happen. i'm crossing my fingers and hoping i'll be okay with the follow through, because i know the onus is totally on me. so we'll see.
and in the awkward catch-up mode, things are okay. even though i haven't made any posts in a year and a half, things haven't really changed dramatically. the big things - job, apartment, city, boy - are the same and the small things change day by day but it would be impossible to share it all. my job is okay, except when it's not. which it really wasn't for a while and then it was again, but not really. now it's just my job and i sort of don't like it more often than i'd like, but am not sure what alternative to look for, especially because alternatives these days seem hard to come by. the apartment is too small, the city i'm sort of over but trying to talk myself into loving, whilst simultaneously fantasizing about moving somewhere else. the boy is good.
i just came back from vacation and it was ninety shades of awesome.
i need to clean and unpack and stop posting random bits on the internet which will soon be forgotten.
xo.