Musings on Life...

So I've been delving into the past, sorting out various boxes of stuff that I haven't touched since I moved out of my parent's house. I've also had more contact with high school friends in the last few weeks than in the last fifteen years. Weird. (Hi Chrissy, if you are reading this! I've missed you so much!)

So anyway, I've sorted out a box or two that held middle school and high school writing assignments, and can I say that I was one weird little kid? I drew unceasingly, and doodled on *everything.* My handwriting was appalling, but I was creative. I'm still creative, but in vastly different ways now.

So anyway, enough about the past (even if I did pare it down from three boxes of crap to one). Last week Gwen and I went to a fandom meet-up in Boston, which was lovely, with lovely lovely people in attendance. However, it drove home how strange it is to be sitting *in person* with someone have have them say "L-O-L." Or "W-T-F." So what is up with that?

"O-M-G" does actually stand for something, and saying it out "oh-em-gee" is clunkier than just coming right out and saying "oh my god" because your audience has to then translate what you are saying into the spoken word. So, please, when talking *IN PERSON* do not "el-oh-el" or "double-u-tee-eff" at me. Please just ask me "what the fuck?!?"

I'm just sayin'