Oh god, how long has it been since I've posted in this journal (not counting my Dear Yuletide Author post)? Heck, how long has it been since I've posted in any journals at all?
I do still regularly read my DW and LJ feeds, for what it's worth, and check Tumblr - but between journaling communities no longer being the main base for fannish activity and various factors in my own life, I just haven't been interacting much. Which is a shame, since there's a whole bunch of friends I've made via LJ/DW/Tumblr to a lesser extent which I would like to stay talking to and kind of haven't, mostly, out of pure laziness. Anyway, yes - I'm still here! Just quiet, that's all.
Anyway, in the meantime...
Fandomwise - uh, same old, same old. I still get ideas but my writing ability seems to have taken a hike. Yuletide is screwing me over, but that's traditional; I'll get it finished, most likely at the last minute. I've been reading and watching TV a lot, but can't think of anything that's truly grabbed me. Oh - I've finally jumped on the Welcome To Night Vale bandwagon, about a year too late. Definitely recommended for fans of conspiracy theory, creepypasta and small-town weirdness, and a great use of podcasting to do something different.
The other great love of my life right now is, somewhat unexpectedly, rugby league. I watched the opening match of the Rugby League World Cup on TV a few weeks ago just because it was a slow afternoon and nothing else was on, but to my surprise I was completely transfixed. It's easy for a newbie to understand, very entertaining, and satisfies the same appreciation for a combination of athletic brilliance and hilarious violence that ice hockey does. Several weeks later I'm now a bit obsessed, have my favourites in various teams, and am rueing the fact that after six years living in the very heartland of English rugby league country, near enough to the stadium to walk on foot, it's taken me until now to discover it - and I'm going to leave before the new season starts.
...because that's the big news - I've been accepted for grad school in Australia! Not in Melbourne (the course I wanted to do wasn't being offered this year, which is a bugger), but in Canberra. Hardly a party town, but the course looks amazing, and FUCK IT WHAT DOES IT MATTER I'M GOING TO AUSTRALIA. I will confess right now I do keep waking up in the middle of the night fretting about getting my affairs in order and how I'm going to afford it all (I have enough savings to pay for tuition, but not anything else; considering my grandpa once outright demanded I take his money to go and do postgraduate studies, I think my family will help out, but I'd feel bad asking for too much) - but I'm also really excited! Will keep you posted on sightings of kangaroos/didgeridoos/shirtless singing blokes, obviously.
I do still regularly read my DW and LJ feeds, for what it's worth, and check Tumblr - but between journaling communities no longer being the main base for fannish activity and various factors in my own life, I just haven't been interacting much. Which is a shame, since there's a whole bunch of friends I've made via LJ/DW/Tumblr to a lesser extent which I would like to stay talking to and kind of haven't, mostly, out of pure laziness. Anyway, yes - I'm still here! Just quiet, that's all.
Anyway, in the meantime...
Fandomwise - uh, same old, same old. I still get ideas but my writing ability seems to have taken a hike. Yuletide is screwing me over, but that's traditional; I'll get it finished, most likely at the last minute. I've been reading and watching TV a lot, but can't think of anything that's truly grabbed me. Oh - I've finally jumped on the Welcome To Night Vale bandwagon, about a year too late. Definitely recommended for fans of conspiracy theory, creepypasta and small-town weirdness, and a great use of podcasting to do something different.
The other great love of my life right now is, somewhat unexpectedly, rugby league. I watched the opening match of the Rugby League World Cup on TV a few weeks ago just because it was a slow afternoon and nothing else was on, but to my surprise I was completely transfixed. It's easy for a newbie to understand, very entertaining, and satisfies the same appreciation for a combination of athletic brilliance and hilarious violence that ice hockey does. Several weeks later I'm now a bit obsessed, have my favourites in various teams, and am rueing the fact that after six years living in the very heartland of English rugby league country, near enough to the stadium to walk on foot, it's taken me until now to discover it - and I'm going to leave before the new season starts.
...because that's the big news - I've been accepted for grad school in Australia! Not in Melbourne (the course I wanted to do wasn't being offered this year, which is a bugger), but in Canberra. Hardly a party town, but the course looks amazing, and FUCK IT WHAT DOES IT MATTER I'M GOING TO AUSTRALIA. I will confess right now I do keep waking up in the middle of the night fretting about getting my affairs in order and how I'm going to afford it all (I have enough savings to pay for tuition, but not anything else; considering my grandpa once outright demanded I take his money to go and do postgraduate studies, I think my family will help out, but I'd feel bad asking for too much) - but I'm also really excited! Will keep you posted on sightings of kangaroos/didgeridoos/shirtless singing blokes, obviously.