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Fannish things that continue to make me happy: Elementary! Jesse Eisenberg and his face! (And interviews and writings.) Georgette Heyer! My brief tour back through Tim/Kon.
Things which make me sad or upset and that I'm generally avoiding: sports! Because hockey and football deny me happiness, and I used up all my feelings for the Blues. I'm keeping vague tabs on the NBA playoffs now, and I'm looking forward to the World Cup.
I need a break from social media because I can't deal with the sports or the intense Marvel feelings (as I have none and am somewhat sick of Sebastian Stan's face). The other day I reread my own Free! fic and was charmed that my writing wasn't as awful as I remembered it to be! And then I missed writing, but I doubt it will be for Free! again because that fandom's bitter shipwars tainted everything about it that was fun for me.
April dragged on too long and May is passing quicker, but it got too damned hot too fast. I'm also still allergic to the outdoors, thank you, pollen.
I love the excuse to wear dresses and skirts everywhere (fuck pants!) but have consequently also run headlong into more wearisome girl worries: ( Your usual neuroses about other people's opinions. )
Things which make me sad or upset and that I'm generally avoiding: sports! Because hockey and football deny me happiness, and I used up all my feelings for the Blues. I'm keeping vague tabs on the NBA playoffs now, and I'm looking forward to the World Cup.
I need a break from social media because I can't deal with the sports or the intense Marvel feelings (as I have none and am somewhat sick of Sebastian Stan's face). The other day I reread my own Free! fic and was charmed that my writing wasn't as awful as I remembered it to be! And then I missed writing, but I doubt it will be for Free! again because that fandom's bitter shipwars tainted everything about it that was fun for me.
April dragged on too long and May is passing quicker, but it got too damned hot too fast. I'm also still allergic to the outdoors, thank you, pollen.
I love the excuse to wear dresses and skirts everywhere (fuck pants!) but have consequently also run headlong into more wearisome girl worries: ( Your usual neuroses about other people's opinions. )
