i have a first post now!
Edit: I found the link! It has been added.
This piece was written on 23rd February, 2025. How time does fly.
I think this is the third time I've actually tried to write something in lieu of my first post: not because I was any out out of ideas, but more so because I'd only remember about my website/blog/chichat center when I was bored at work (happens a lot) and even though I wouldn't usually care, I figured that interns like myself really ought to have some shame as to not write on their shoujogirl themed blogs at work surrounded by people with jobs doing their jobs, but what would I know, I'm just an intern.
Well, there's that, and here I am. Not sure about what I want this to be about, so I might as well talk about nothing at first, and then something later.
I find that capitalizing my I's is a nightmare, so I might just forgo it later on. Maybe this post being prim and proper showcases some aspect of my personality.
I do have something to talk about: I just realized that my favourite blog post is the one where the author basically gave a line by line summary (recount) of TGCF volumes 2 and 4, both of which I was too chicken to read (maybe now, too, even though its been a while). I love that because of them I could still have a hold on the story and the tragicness (I feel like the word tragic should be treated like the word atrocity, in the sense that it should have a similar type of conversion from atrocitiy to atrocities rather than tragic to tragic(ness) ) and not be subjected to the personal horror of having read TGCF volumes 2 and 4. A lot of content which I skipped I still find out through misc. interactions on twitter and ao3 when someone makes a random reference and I have to scamper through my what's left of my mental image of that person's blog post to poorly make a connection to make myself feel included in the fandom (and other reasons, like understanding their point, etc.), even though noone is trying to include and exclude me because they don't know I exist.
Well, off to look for it. Work laptops truly are a miracle of sorts: how can one's keys while typing make me look like I am giving a lecture as a nine year old? I am truly very impressionable-- 3 episodes of Young Sheldon in. What am I, white?