so I got this weird bug up my ass about my journal last week. every time I looked at it, I just wanted to rip it out of my computer, stomp on it, and build something new.
but not in an angry way *weird look* just in a time-for-change way. and yeah, I know I didn't actually change anything all that drastically, haha, but...shuddup. for most virgos, rearranging the objects on their desk is traumatic. I'm way cooler than that :P
anyway, witness my sidebar. I took down my recs...cuz...I felt like it. and now the whole sidebar is filled with fic archives that I point you towards gleefully :) go forth and read fic, for lj is barren. or slow, at least. seeing as my sidebar now has 42 links, that should keep you occupied a while. ;)
and speaking of which, WHY does lj make it so freaking difficult to rearrange your links? seriously *shakes them* reordering the numbers one by one is mind-numbing when you have more than, say, 5. *smacks them upside the head* and then god help you if you need more space, because you have to start all over again.
um. where was I?
I changed some other stuff too, but if you really want what takes the cake, my
new improved constellation of master lists should now showcase even more adeptly that I am a big fat dork. and yes, I said *constellation* of fic lists because there's more than one. fics can now be browsed by pairing, fandom, chronology, alphabet, and soon, by length and category.
it really wasn't so bad once I created a spreadsheet.
I wish I was kidding. do you think they have an Organizers Anonymous?
ETA 1: I should say, I haven't taken *down* my rec pages. they're just harder to find now. to the victor goes the spoils, and all that crap.
ETA 2: one thing I wanted to say about the sidebar links: sweet temptation archive under spuffy? yeah, I'm scared of most spuffy archives. it's a jungle out there. I proceed with caution. that one is quality-controlled human AU. enjoy. I've found quite a few fics there that surprised and delighted me :) they've even got a "dark" section, for those of you who are with me aboard the dark spuffy bus.
ETA 3: I just made the connection that my ocd master list probably springs from the stress over visiting my parents. *facepalm* when emotionally tweaky, I organize