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May. 31st, 2007 07:09 amI wonder what that mad scramble behind the scenes at LJ/SA must hvae looked like. "Oh shit! What's going on?" "In short, Duke, a shitstorm." I mean, seriously. Yowza.
I like most of the notice they've posted. I don't think I like the way they said "We didn't mean to do this, someone fucked up and hit delete when they meant to hit suspend." It smacks too much of plausible deniability and passing the buck. Still, I could be cynical and jaded and it could actually be a colossal mistake. At least they didn't try to name names and fire peoplelike our government does to make it better. Ahem. Now I really am being jaded and cynical. We'll see what happens.
And now, the larch.
I got my BPAL Click'n'Ship last night! What a lovely thing to wake up to. The one for Gemini, of course. The Horsemen order I placed... shortly after my birthday, I think. That one won't ship for a while, but! Gemini and Priala will soon be mine, mua ha ha ha ha! Plus, silver earrings.
I'm doing pretty good on my dance dance resolution and the whole breathing thing is coming easier. Writing, not so much. But then yesterday was entirely derailed when LJ exploded, so. Plus the dizzy and not breathing. The couple days this week that haven't been a crapfest have been pretty productive. Honestly, my life used to be better than this. What the hell, Universe?
... Oh hell. Next week is the first full week of the month. I should start getting together some addresses for query letters.
Today's going to be downright boring compared to yesterday. Ah well. There's always the shower to fix. Roleplay to do, if it's safe now. Stories to write. I think that's one thing that got me about the rampant delete-fest. While I don't have much that's all that inflamatory (no incest, no pedophilia) in my interests list, I write some pretty wicked awful shit. I write bad guys. Really bad guys. The kinds of bad guys who are just plain evil, and the kinds of bad guys who are the poster boys for "Perpetuate the cycle." And, dammit, I write them good. (Yes I know that isn't grammatically correct. Shut up.) And I don't want all that work deleted because some jumped-up vigilante moron decided any piece of fiction with questionable content should be off the damn internet.
Fucking censorship.
That said, re-reading what they wrote in their notice, I think I will re-vamp the disclaimer on Sam's journal and add one to Johnny's (even though I've stopped updating his) and maybe Miranda's to explain what they are a little more clearly. Especially Johnny's. Victims and victimizers are all through literature, but it's not exactly clear from his user-info that that's what he's supposed to represent.
Not sure what I'll do about Darkness's. Maybe friends-lock all his posts (that's not that many, so not that hard) and ... I don't use him that much anymore. Maybe I'll start writing something about putting him back together. He already has a disclaimer for graphic violent content, though, so that works, for the most part.
I like most of the notice they've posted. I don't think I like the way they said "We didn't mean to do this, someone fucked up and hit delete when they meant to hit suspend." It smacks too much of plausible deniability and passing the buck. Still, I could be cynical and jaded and it could actually be a colossal mistake. At least they didn't try to name names and fire people
And now, the larch.
I got my BPAL Click'n'Ship last night! What a lovely thing to wake up to. The one for Gemini, of course. The Horsemen order I placed... shortly after my birthday, I think. That one won't ship for a while, but! Gemini and Priala will soon be mine, mua ha ha ha ha! Plus, silver earrings.
I'm doing pretty good on my dance dance resolution and the whole breathing thing is coming easier. Writing, not so much. But then yesterday was entirely derailed when LJ exploded, so. Plus the dizzy and not breathing. The couple days this week that haven't been a crapfest have been pretty productive. Honestly, my life used to be better than this. What the hell, Universe?
... Oh hell. Next week is the first full week of the month. I should start getting together some addresses for query letters.
Today's going to be downright boring compared to yesterday. Ah well. There's always the shower to fix. Roleplay to do, if it's safe now. Stories to write. I think that's one thing that got me about the rampant delete-fest. While I don't have much that's all that inflamatory (no incest, no pedophilia) in my interests list, I write some pretty wicked awful shit. I write bad guys. Really bad guys. The kinds of bad guys who are just plain evil, and the kinds of bad guys who are the poster boys for "Perpetuate the cycle." And, dammit, I write them good. (Yes I know that isn't grammatically correct. Shut up.) And I don't want all that work deleted because some jumped-up vigilante moron decided any piece of fiction with questionable content should be off the damn internet.
Fucking censorship.
That said, re-reading what they wrote in their notice, I think I will re-vamp the disclaimer on Sam's journal and add one to Johnny's (even though I've stopped updating his) and maybe Miranda's to explain what they are a little more clearly. Especially Johnny's. Victims and victimizers are all through literature, but it's not exactly clear from his user-info that that's what he's supposed to represent.
Not sure what I'll do about Darkness's. Maybe friends-lock all his posts (that's not that many, so not that hard) and ... I don't use him that much anymore. Maybe I'll start writing something about putting him back together. He already has a disclaimer for graphic violent content, though, so that works, for the most part.