Time traveling through administrivia

Went through and cleared out my follow/access list of people who:

• haven't posted anything in over a year
• unfollowed/unsubscribed from me sometime since the last time I was on Dreamwidth
• are people I really don't want to be following anymore

Looking through the list of people who gave me access/followed me over the years and still have my account on their follow/access list was like stepping back in time. So many names I recognize from over the years of people I mostly communicate with on other platforms now, or people I've completely lost touch with... dang.

It also hit me that I've had my Dreamwidth account for almost 16 years now. Daaang. A lot's happened in those 16 years.

Yeah. After last night's rambling on the Alphasmart, and this morning's rediscovery of my Dreamwidth account, I think I'll keep writing here instead of starting something new. Sure, my ADHD loves shiny new things, but the archivist in me likes the history I have here, and wants to keep adding to it.

Though good gods, I still need to go through and manage my tags. Early twenties me committed some serious crimes of tag abuse that make my information science masters degree cry. I started the process a while ago, but never finished because it got overwhelming. (everything was overwhelming back in 2020, though...)

meltdowns can go to hell

I swear, meltdowns that are triggered by the stupidest nonsense can go right to hell.

I'm sure this one is really due to me going to a conference late last week and pushing myself way too hard to be social and do things without nearly enough rest before the start of this week, and not actually due to LARP nonsense.

Hannah has been taking care of me most of the evening so far - after I came back inside (I was hunkered down on the back patio for a bit, apparently meltdown brain decided outdoors was better than inside at that moment), she gave me so many headbutts and cheek rubs, and is now laying on my lap while I'm parked on the couch in the TV room.



She's so good. And she is helping.

Catching up, again

Well, it looks like it's that time again: updating folks on what's happened in my life since the last time I posted in here. (For those who are stumbling across this journal organically and aren't part of m DW circle yet, there's a post from 2022 that's friends-only due to sensitive topics - I'm picking up from where that post left off.) I feel like writing about the important points of what happened over the past two years will be a good distraction from the emotional regulation nonsense I was dealing with earlier.

This is kind of long and rambly, so I'll put it behind a cut for those who might not be interested.

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