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mutedtempest) wrote2006-11-27 10:11 pm
mutedtempest) wrote2006-11-27 10:11 pm
a somewhat introductory post
Seeing as I've made about a hundred different LJs, I don't think I'll go too in-depth here. Don't ask me why I continually begin new journals...just like AIM screen names, I tend to grow tired of the same thing after awhile. This could possibly stem from some kind of subconscious self-loathing, and while I freely admit that I do indeed loathe aspects of my personality, I don't despise myself on the whole. Mostly.
I do realize that I have some shit to work out. Then again, who doesn't, anymore? I've got a past I'm not proud of, and a present that's not too stellar. But I have some hope for the future, and that's gotta count for something, right? And if it doesn't, it sure as hell should.
So in the spirit of moving on once and for all, I give you...a new journal. Yeah. Not exactly praise-worthy progress, but it's better than nothing at all. At least to me.
Where to start? I'm not sure, since I hate introductions. They're blurbish and cramped and it always seems that I try to box myself into an attractive and tiny package to make people want to get to know me. This is insanely stupid, but I think we all do it, at least a little. First off, I'm a professional bum, otherwise known as a college student. At the age of 24, still going after my bachelor's. I'm also looking for some real employment to support my broke ass and pay my internet bill.
Anyway, I write. A lot. It used to be just poetry with some occasional prose and the sporadic short story, and I still do a lot of that...but I've recently discovered the blessing and curse that is fan fiction. I'm so addicted to both the reading and writing of it that it's a little frightening. I've always known I'm a nerd, but to have it confirmed by writing stories about fictional characters? I've crossed the line from high-school X-Files geek to uber nerd, and I've done it happily.
I'm an introvert, and I'd much rather stay in and play a video game like Super Mario Bros. or read than go out clubbing. I know, huge surprise, huh? I love cooking, cartoons, music and rain. I'm something of a storm chaser, and I'm a foolishly hopeless romantic. I'm also half-queer...well, closer to 9/10ths queer at this point. I don't parade around in rainbow-patterned clothes, though, because that's just taking the pride thing too far. I'm even hopelessly addicted to the L Word, how's that for nerdy gayness? Well, I should amend that. I'm addicted to Leisha Hailey and her character Alice, not the show itself. Hence, the great majority of my fanfics featuring her. I'm such a geek! Ha.
I live alone and love it, I'm shy until you get to know me...and then I babble for days on end. It's far easier for me to write things out than to actually talk to someone. I'm loyal to a fault, sarcastic and snarky most of the time, but extremely compassionate.
Okay. That's me. Well, parts of the whole anyway. And so, here's to starting anew, for the thousandth time.
I do realize that I have some shit to work out. Then again, who doesn't, anymore? I've got a past I'm not proud of, and a present that's not too stellar. But I have some hope for the future, and that's gotta count for something, right? And if it doesn't, it sure as hell should.
So in the spirit of moving on once and for all, I give you...a new journal. Yeah. Not exactly praise-worthy progress, but it's better than nothing at all. At least to me.
Where to start? I'm not sure, since I hate introductions. They're blurbish and cramped and it always seems that I try to box myself into an attractive and tiny package to make people want to get to know me. This is insanely stupid, but I think we all do it, at least a little. First off, I'm a professional bum, otherwise known as a college student. At the age of 24, still going after my bachelor's. I'm also looking for some real employment to support my broke ass and pay my internet bill.
Anyway, I write. A lot. It used to be just poetry with some occasional prose and the sporadic short story, and I still do a lot of that...but I've recently discovered the blessing and curse that is fan fiction. I'm so addicted to both the reading and writing of it that it's a little frightening. I've always known I'm a nerd, but to have it confirmed by writing stories about fictional characters? I've crossed the line from high-school X-Files geek to uber nerd, and I've done it happily.
I'm an introvert, and I'd much rather stay in and play a video game like Super Mario Bros. or read than go out clubbing. I know, huge surprise, huh? I love cooking, cartoons, music and rain. I'm something of a storm chaser, and I'm a foolishly hopeless romantic. I'm also half-queer...well, closer to 9/10ths queer at this point. I don't parade around in rainbow-patterned clothes, though, because that's just taking the pride thing too far. I'm even hopelessly addicted to the L Word, how's that for nerdy gayness? Well, I should amend that. I'm addicted to Leisha Hailey and her character Alice, not the show itself. Hence, the great majority of my fanfics featuring her. I'm such a geek! Ha.
I live alone and love it, I'm shy until you get to know me...and then I babble for days on end. It's far easier for me to write things out than to actually talk to someone. I'm loyal to a fault, sarcastic and snarky most of the time, but extremely compassionate.
Okay. That's me. Well, parts of the whole anyway. And so, here's to starting anew, for the thousandth time.