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I swear, today has been like the last three years never really happened. I was summoned to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ranamag's house when I finally got up, and spent a few hours generally larking about round there with Ranamag herself, her sister, and a few friends. Haven't done that in ages. (And yes, three years ago I used to practically live there. I think my very first LJ entry (from July 2004) was written while I was round there - and it was Ranamag who made me join up.)
And then I was checking all my emails when I got home. (I have... um, let me see... at least ten email accounts, not counting the family one. One of the two that's not Hotmail has been around since 2000/2001 I think.) And not only had I been contacted by someone from my very first major online site - Just Another Redwall. Lovely RP place, fantastic, lasted a couple of years after my arrival (I seem to have a kiss-of-death effect on lots of places like that, sadly) - but I also had a notification from Fanfiction.net. Oh my stars, ff.net! I haven't been on there in years! But someone had decided they wanted to be notified if I ever updated a certain story on there - even though I started it in 2004, and only updated it once, then got distracted. (I was a very bad fic writer back then. If it wasn't a one-shot, there was no hope for it. I've got better.)
Heavens, 2004 has come back to haunt me today.
So I transferred everything to my main email (the one I check daily. The others are far more random...) and had a poke around, and through a mixture of guilt and pleasant nostalgia I'm wondering about maybe being a good little fic writer once more and finishing off a three-year-old fic or two. Poor little darlings, they were such good ideas, too... Comedy fic, mainly, though the Pokemon epic was a most serious piece. With plot and everything. ^_^' Eheh.
Aren't you glad I grew up? :)
(Oh yes, and I managed to spend about four hours out of today not thinking about Torchwood. This may well mean that if I really wanted to, I honestly could give it up any time I liked. *shifty eyes*)
ranamag's house when I finally got up, and spent a few hours generally larking about round there with Ranamag herself, her sister, and a few friends. Haven't done that in ages. (And yes, three years ago I used to practically live there. I think my very first LJ entry (from July 2004) was written while I was round there - and it was Ranamag who made me join up.)And then I was checking all my emails when I got home. (I have... um, let me see... at least ten email accounts, not counting the family one. One of the two that's not Hotmail has been around since 2000/2001 I think.) And not only had I been contacted by someone from my very first major online site - Just Another Redwall. Lovely RP place, fantastic, lasted a couple of years after my arrival (I seem to have a kiss-of-death effect on lots of places like that, sadly) - but I also had a notification from Fanfiction.net. Oh my stars, ff.net! I haven't been on there in years! But someone had decided they wanted to be notified if I ever updated a certain story on there - even though I started it in 2004, and only updated it once, then got distracted. (I was a very bad fic writer back then. If it wasn't a one-shot, there was no hope for it. I've got better.)
Heavens, 2004 has come back to haunt me today.
So I transferred everything to my main email (the one I check daily. The others are far more random...) and had a poke around, and through a mixture of guilt and pleasant nostalgia I'm wondering about maybe being a good little fic writer once more and finishing off a three-year-old fic or two. Poor little darlings, they were such good ideas, too... Comedy fic, mainly, though the Pokemon epic was a most serious piece. With plot and everything. ^_^' Eheh.
Aren't you glad I grew up? :)
(Oh yes, and I managed to spend about four hours out of today not thinking about Torchwood. This may well mean that if I really wanted to, I honestly could give it up any time I liked. *shifty eyes*)