Here's the thing, I never answer my phone. I screen my calls and have fun with the outgoing message. I think my favorite riff, bar none, was the one I'd put on, on Tuesday nights. Along the lines of "It's Tuesday you dork! Do you really think I'm paying attention to the phone?" I'm a child of simple pleasures, and it made me happy. Tuesday was the one night of the week I told the world to go screw itself, because I was watching my shows. This was when my shows were on the same network, on the same night. And then they split to being on two networks, and then there was the timeslot of great debate: Eldest calling up, "Is it on tonight? later this week? Last night?! What? Why didn't you tell me?! Give me the tape, beyotch, I know you made one!" There was calmness of knowing and getting shit straight. Tip to self, if the shows are on seperate days, do yourself a favor and stop trying to keep them on the same tape as you did in days gone by. That way leads to over taped eppies and gnashing teeth.

So I was up to two days a week that I told the world to take a flying leap. And then there were three, 'cause I am a trusting fool, and followed the siren song of that strange dude with the red hair. I'm not a lemming, really. Sort of, occasionally, shit. I'm a masochistic Josswhore, I've got the tapes to prove it. Middle mentioned this interesting show he'd seen on a Friday, thought I might enjoy, named Firefly. I grin sadly, and point to the tape shelves, where they sat, all lonesome in their canceled grief, and he said "oh" and then laughed at me. I think there must be some rule that All Big Brothers Must Be Dorks. Or Asshats, one of the two, or both, or something.

Uh, tangent, sorry.

So, I had briefly flirted with three nights, but it was a short passionate fling that tragically cut short. So, back to two nights. I could deal with that. What I'm having a problem dealing with, is I don't want to go back to one.

Tomorrow night is gonna suck for no other reason than it's the end. Now, as I have not read any spoilers, I don't as yet know if it's gonna be me screaming "asshat" at the screen, or bawling like a bitty baby because it's so beautiful and right, but I know that it's changing my Tuesday nights. Wednesday will not be the day of mocking messages, not for a while, I have to lay my Tuesdays to rest.
/end self indulgent mawkishness

I am slowly coming to terms with the fact that this shit is not as hard as I thought. Complicated,yes, but not really difficult in the rocket science calculus way. I am, to blatantly swipe a phrase, techno-amish. I type semi-slowly and I have to watch where I put my fingers on the keyboard to make sure I hitting what I want. But screw it, I can learn this stuff, because there are cool people that will point out that there are codes that, contrary to my former belief, make a sort of weird sense. If I can learn German and Spanish (French is still beyond me) I can learn this weird new grammar thing that is code to do the neat things I see all over the place.
Case in point, I made a link today. Dorky little squee, because, hey, it works. I figured out after screwing up, that if you want to have a shiny wall paper, don't just right click save the example, open up to the actual picture and save that. *bangs head against keyboard* Thumbnails are cool, but look a little silly all by their lonesome on the screen. I had a moment of wailing "isn't this supposed to be bigger?!" But now I have worked it out and have a new something on the desk top. Go, me!
I guess I wonder if the go me-ness is just a thing you keep to yourself, or do you dance the dance of "new thing, new thing!" when you learn to do something different everytime. I like that dance, and when I'm lucky I don't get looked at funny when it happens and someone catches me at it. *g*
So here I am taking little baby steps to get things going and make thing look nice. Learning a new grammar, 'cause its all about structure. Today it was links, mebbe tomorrow it'll be images.

Ich bin, du bist, sie est.

Well here we go...
I kinda did this to have the wonder that is the friends list, after Fred crashed and burned away my bookmarks the second time. I like to surf around the interesting ideas around and about my fandoms (in which I mostly lurk). Also, the lure of icons could not be denied any longer.

I started lurking over a year ago when I stumbled over a blog with a a great rant (hi Kita!) that had these very interesting links that ended up on lj. This was what I was looking for, the discussions, the rants, the communities! All about the world that is fandom. I started out a Buffy fan, and the got sucked into X-men Movieverse through a link to musesfool. And then Smallville through Jess bitching about the supposed slash everyone was talking about (this was before she watched the show, because afterwards she agreed). My fandom horizions expanded, and I was a happy little puppy. Now I've got my own journal, and I'm friending my mainstays. I thank you, and hope I can find the damn codes to do the linking this so people's names will do my bidding and show up with the little profile head thingy.
RTFM, so the FAQ and I have a fight coming up.

test, is this working?