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This Thing Of Ours
First, I'd like to thank ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nataliadarimini, whose lovely lovely gift came at a point where I was feeling crappy as hell and really sad but telling myself, "Hey, you're great, you're neat and gosh darn it I like you!" and then I got my cool gift and I really did feel better! *smile*
The next day, all my little friends at Targe-hell made a big fuss over me for no reason, and that made me feel really good!
I’d also like everyone to givemecurtin a round of applause and also chocolates for helping me out on this never ending supposed to be a short fic L&C Do Europe.
So, I'm feeling pretty good all in all. Hormones my dears play a major part in my tailspins--thank god they don't last very long. Look--I'm dancing even!
Also, I've read quite a bit about the young lady and her ill-advised post. You know what I mean. You know--I feel for her. What she did was...well, not very well thought out, to put it mildly, but I can't help but feel sorry for her. Don't know her, never read any of her stuff but my god, the embarrassment. The response seems to be universal and negative.
I always figured this whole thing was for fun. I think of it as a self-challenge, a way to keep mentally agile. (I could be doing crossword puzzles but chose to do this instead.) And let’s be honest, a lovely way to get ‘atta-girls’. At this point, I also figure I owe my reader. I’m asking you to come in, read my story. You don’t have to, you choose to. I feel I have an obligation to at least try and finish what I start, and to make it as good as I’m capable of. I always thought of it as me doing it for fun and your feedback as the icing on the cake. Would I do it without it? I did it when the only feedback I got was from my belovedtabqui. Check my archives—tsk! Lol! But I was having fun, and so was she and that’s what brought me here and kept me here.
So let’s be clear. You don’t owe me a damn thing; this is for your pleasure. We write for each other don’t we? Maybe she forgot that—I couldn’t tell from the one post I read. A lot of people have had very smart and thoughtful comments on this subject. I just saying she seemed to have lost the concept of This Thing Of Ours.
Thus endeth the ramble!
P.S. However, if you feel moved to send me pics of nakit boys in gratitude, don't stop yerself!
eta:Oops! sorry about that!
nataliadarimini, whose lovely lovely gift came at a point where I was feeling crappy as hell and really sad but telling myself, "Hey, you're great, you're neat and gosh darn it I like you!" and then I got my cool gift and I really did feel better! *smile* The next day, all my little friends at Targe-hell made a big fuss over me for no reason, and that made me feel really good!
I’d also like everyone to give
mecurtin a round of applause and also chocolates for helping me out on this never ending supposed to be a short fic L&C Do Europe. So, I'm feeling pretty good all in all. Hormones my dears play a major part in my tailspins--thank god they don't last very long. Look--I'm dancing even!
Also, I've read quite a bit about the young lady and her ill-advised post. You know what I mean. You know--I feel for her. What she did was...well, not very well thought out, to put it mildly, but I can't help but feel sorry for her. Don't know her, never read any of her stuff but my god, the embarrassment. The response seems to be universal and negative.
I always figured this whole thing was for fun. I think of it as a self-challenge, a way to keep mentally agile. (I could be doing crossword puzzles but chose to do this instead.) And let’s be honest, a lovely way to get ‘atta-girls’. At this point, I also figure I owe my reader. I’m asking you to come in, read my story. You don’t have to, you choose to. I feel I have an obligation to at least try and finish what I start, and to make it as good as I’m capable of. I always thought of it as me doing it for fun and your feedback as the icing on the cake. Would I do it without it? I did it when the only feedback I got was from my beloved
tabqui. Check my archives—tsk! Lol! But I was having fun, and so was she and that’s what brought me here and kept me here. So let’s be clear. You don’t owe me a damn thing; this is for your pleasure. We write for each other don’t we? Maybe she forgot that—I couldn’t tell from the one post I read. A lot of people have had very smart and thoughtful comments on this subject. I just saying she seemed to have lost the concept of This Thing Of Ours.
Thus endeth the ramble!
P.S. However, if you feel moved to send me pics of nakit boys in gratitude, don't stop yerself!
eta:Oops! sorry about that!
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You ARE special and neat and fun and lovely! And all that.
:)
Yeah, this is for fun. The minute it's NOT, i'm outta here.
*you know i love your stuff, bay-bee. yeah, ALL your stuff*
*waggles eyebrows*
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Don't forget--I'm still and always your number one fan!
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*smoooooooch*