I realized I completely forgot to point you towards the proper long rec I made for the wonderfully painful and painfully wonderful 'The Right Tree' last week.
you're aliiiiive! I hope all is going okay for you-- I'm now at the point where I worry when you disappear for days on end. *blushes* don't mind me, and I hope all is well!
(It has had an insanely busy week or so at the RL Headquarters. Its brain still feels like an used, wrung-out discloth, so if it can't communicate properly, that's why.)
heh, it can take as long as it needs; no pressure :) I'm just glad to hear from you again! (sometimes I realize that if something happened to one of my fan friends there'd be no way for me to know what or how, so it's a relief to see you surface, even just for a moment! again, don't mind me.)
sometimes I realize that if something happened to one of my fan friends there'd be no way for me to know what or how
I've actually given this some thought, as morbid as it sounds. (It's simply that I hate the very idea of dying without having the chance of putting my affairs in order, as they say, so I've discussed the practicalities with a few people close to me, just in case.)
So in case I'm ever long-term or permanently incapacitated, there'll be information to say so (or if there won't I'll know who to haunt until there is); otherwise I'm likely just AWOL because of something relatively harmless.
And now I do realize the platform does make a difference, too: if I'd been as active on Tumblr as I used to be, I'd likely been whine-posting this whole week, but doing that on DW just doesn't feel right.
I've thought about it too, but haven't really put it into any sort of action. My real life has found a couple of points of intersection with my fandom life, though, so there would be a couple of people who would know. But I really have thought I should probably figure out some way of getting things squared away.
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(It has had an insanely busy week or so at the RL Headquarters. Its brain still feels like an used, wrung-out discloth, so if it can't communicate properly, that's why.)
I'm getting there, but atm it's just sort of GUH.no subject
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I've actually given this some thought, as morbid as it sounds. (It's simply that I hate the very idea of dying without having the chance of putting my affairs in order, as they say, so I've discussed the practicalities with a few people close to me, just in case.)
So in case I'm ever long-term or permanently incapacitated, there'll be information to say so (or if there won't I'll know who to haunt until there is); otherwise I'm likely just AWOL because of something relatively harmless.
And now I do realize the platform does make a difference, too: if I'd been as active on Tumblr as I used to be, I'd likely been whine-posting this whole week, but doing that on DW just doesn't feel right.
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