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*sigh*
Well, I guess it's time for my 3,334th post. I suppose I'll be just as excited about my 4,444 in... two years. If I'm still on LJ.
I probably will be.
I made dinner tonight. Curry sauce dumped over chicken, microwaved corn, cooked on the stove green beans. The green beans didn't taste great, the corn was over done, the chicken was good...
And I screwed up the tumeric rice. Screwed. Up. It just... it ended up being clumpy, and it didn't taste great... I mean, it tasted okay if you ate it with the curry chicken but...
*sigh* I don't know why I continue to try to cook when I keep failing at it.
I don't lock my entries. The few times I have locked my entries there was a reason, someone who wasn't a friend was being an ass, or it was a private matter that I didn't want to expose to the internet at large. I never plan to lock down my journal, not unless I get like a job and someone is like 'so about that porn you write...' then maybe I'll lock down. But as someone who gets into fandoms and digs up fic on favorite characters... I hate when fic is locked. It's like 'but but but I WAS SO EXCITED but there's no point friending you for this one fic that you wrote like 2 years ago.'
I also don't flock b/c I don't want to deal with a big flist. I hate going 'wait, who is this person, why are they on my flist'. I do.
I don't wank and demand people comment or I'll never write again/never finish this story/etc etc etc.
...and yet.
The old rule used to be something like 'take the comments you've got and multiply it by 3'. But when I look at the whole 'my stats' thing and see that I've got like... 200 page views on a day. All I can think is '...what, really? REALLY?! And no comments at all.'
...agh. Just. Ignore me. I had to do the dishes after I cooked.
Well, I guess it's time for my 3,334th post. I suppose I'll be just as excited about my 4,444 in... two years. If I'm still on LJ.
I probably will be.
I made dinner tonight. Curry sauce dumped over chicken, microwaved corn, cooked on the stove green beans. The green beans didn't taste great, the corn was over done, the chicken was good...
And I screwed up the tumeric rice. Screwed. Up. It just... it ended up being clumpy, and it didn't taste great... I mean, it tasted okay if you ate it with the curry chicken but...
*sigh* I don't know why I continue to try to cook when I keep failing at it.
I don't lock my entries. The few times I have locked my entries there was a reason, someone who wasn't a friend was being an ass, or it was a private matter that I didn't want to expose to the internet at large. I never plan to lock down my journal, not unless I get like a job and someone is like 'so about that porn you write...' then maybe I'll lock down. But as someone who gets into fandoms and digs up fic on favorite characters... I hate when fic is locked. It's like 'but but but I WAS SO EXCITED but there's no point friending you for this one fic that you wrote like 2 years ago.'
I also don't flock b/c I don't want to deal with a big flist. I hate going 'wait, who is this person, why are they on my flist'. I do.
I don't wank and demand people comment or I'll never write again/never finish this story/etc etc etc.
...and yet.
The old rule used to be something like 'take the comments you've got and multiply it by 3'. But when I look at the whole 'my stats' thing and see that I've got like... 200 page views on a day. All I can think is '...what, really? REALLY?! And no comments at all.'
...agh. Just. Ignore me. I had to do the dishes after I cooked.