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ciirceeOkay: Short entry because my furnace died. Like, dead. It r vry cold.
To Maurice and all the Georges: I ♥ You.
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I will say that replies from me might be scattershot. Part of this is the fact that I have four kids and am fostering kittens. Life gets busy and I'm slow anyhow. Part of this is a long story about my time in the Harry Potter fandom. To make it short: Even though my friends were good people, all together there was a serious pressure to be 'fandom leaders'. It was not really acceptable to have bad days, to bitch about things that irritated me, to write fic that didn't quite messure up. It really sort of burnt me out. Then real-life sucked and my in-laws sort of took up where fandom-pressures (which were mostly self-imposed as I tried to fit in) left off.
SO. Comments are on but please know that I'm a complete flake at times. Plus a spazzy dork.
<333333 (Comments on this entry are off because it's really cold and I'm going to hide under a pile of blankets.)
To Maurice and all the Georges: I ♥ You.
Comments are now enabled.
I will say that replies from me might be scattershot. Part of this is the fact that I have four kids and am fostering kittens. Life gets busy and I'm slow anyhow. Part of this is a long story about my time in the Harry Potter fandom. To make it short: Even though my friends were good people, all together there was a serious pressure to be 'fandom leaders'. It was not really acceptable to have bad days, to bitch about things that irritated me, to write fic that didn't quite messure up. It really sort of burnt me out. Then real-life sucked and my in-laws sort of took up where fandom-pressures (which were mostly self-imposed as I tried to fit in) left off.
SO. Comments are on but please know that I'm a complete flake at times. Plus a spazzy dork.
<333333 (Comments on this entry are off because it's really cold and I'm going to hide under a pile of blankets.)
