I have always said I wasn't getting a live journal.
That was the first sentence I ever post to LJ! It then devolves into a discussion of how LJ caused rl wank (though I did not use the word wank) among my rl friends (because at the time OH GOD it did - back then it was the most popular social networking site, at least where I was) and about how fandom is an evil timesuck.
Five years ago today, I got an LJ on a whim mostly to facilitate e-stalking of people like Kita and Tania. And then freaked out and thought about deleting it because it seemed like such a TIME COMMITMENT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ha. Ha. I was not wrong.
I measure my *active* involvement in fandom as starting about a year before that and I was a very present and aware lurker from about the time I was twelve, but LJ changed things pretty drastically. And I'm so glad it did (real fandom friends! Fic posted to the internet instead of living in the notebooks of shame under my bed!). FANDOM, YOU'RE MY FAVORITE. ♥
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It is SO PRETTY here, you guys. SO PRETTY AND SUNNY AND SPRING LIKE and I feel like I can breathe again. I went to church for Good Friday - I don't go to church much here, but I always feel weird about going on Easter if I don't go on Good Friday - and it was . . . definitely something I needed. I have a weird relationship with religion and with my denomination and this is not that post, but . . . it's complicated. But I still grew up in the church and walking into that sanctuary today felt like home. It had been way too long.
And then I went to Dupont and I got my hair cut and it's all shiny and bouncy and I wandered around OUTSIDE with ICED COFFEE because it is PRETTY AND SUNNY AND SPRINGLIKE and I didn't even have to wear a sweater.
Tonight I am going to the midnight screening of Rocky Horror with
inlovewithnight and
darastar. \o/ \o/ \o/
I have so much homework to do and I'm not doing it and I don't even care. I AM IN SUCH A GOOD MOOD TODAY FLIST. My finances are a pathetic and distressing mess, I don't have a summer job yet and it's the time in the semester when the stress should be reducing me to a constant state of near-panic-attack, but . . . I will think about those things later!
I attribute the cheerfulness to the weather. It's not quite the southern summer for which I yearn, but at least I am finally warm.