let me wax your nostalgia

[dabroots]

Ah, for the sweet, horrible half-mornings when you could count on opening Live Journal and find a thousand posts from those who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall . . . "

Comments

[saintgeorge]

I remember when all my friends were posting entries on a daily basis. I limited my friends list to those whose lives I could follow coherently. Sad to say, the LJ community has been ravaged by the Facebook plague, and now LJ is more like a haunted house of abandoned journals.

[dabroots]

That's a good analogy. It's almost as if the people connected to those largely-abandoned journals have either died or are in some sort of limbo, forever reliving 2008.

[elainegrey]

Pondering unshaven rooms and hoping there are none in your new home.