Ha Ha.

I Lied.

*Blinks in the general direction of Blogger's shiny new TOS.*

Maybe I won't repost fic. Hell. I still like this journal and plan on keeping it; maybe I'll 'live' here while I go away to Adult College or something. Right now I'm messing with a head cold and I'm about to go yell at uni tech support.

I really like the look of this layout. It's very sleek and calming. I'm going to go ogle the template code and see if I can't get my paid-for journal to be this awesome.

For the record: I hate the bus. As in, city transit, mass transit, real live adults ride it to real live work. I hate it with a seething and hatredous passion.

That's my fun new saying. "With a seething and hatredous passion."

However, comma, I am positive that "hatredous" is not in fact valid Standard Usage English. Beware.

Piecemeal

Fits and Starts

I had a Blogger long before I had a LiveJournal.

This represents an attempt to both express and redress some majorly unpleasant vibes. That is, to keep fic in a drawer where 6A doesn't own the keys to the cabinet, but I still have some content control and suchlike.

And this color scheme is pretty. Not as unflinchingly awesome as my last, but hell, it's been four years.

I'm trying things out. "Labels" seem to be "tags", so I may go back and "tag" things to see how that works out.