The Little Things...

They say the little things make life worth living, thinking this may be true. Although how little these things truly are, is a matter of point of view. Today much like most of the week, small kindnesses and large ones from folks I met online got me through a tough stretch. Yet again.

Say what you will about this community, it has gotten me through some tough times emotionally.

Today, I received in the mail a lovely little gift from ladystarlightsj , who if you haven't met her in person, is one of the most beautiful ladies I've met. Truly lovely face and eyes. Her gift of tea and a cute card with a cat looking at a gold fish, made me smile and laugh out-loud. (Okay more explanation is required - I read the note in the card before looking at the front of it, so saw "and you think you got stress? hang in there" then flipped over and saw a cat staring at a gold fish swirling in a fish-bowl. I laughed outloud.
(Now I'm pretty sure I got the right person, if not, tell me quick. She gave real name not online one and I'm sure I've remembered right...the problem with aliases...sigh. And I suck with names.)

And of course the friend on flist who told P about my problem, thank you. Plus all the supportive responses and advice (well-meant, and well-intentioned).

Day was dual in nature. Much like it looked - sunny white hazy heat, I called white hot days, where the sky has a film on it, the humidity is so thick the air feels like mud, and you are soaking wet within five minutes of stepping outside. They had set up cooling shelters for folks around the city - that's how bad it was, heat index of 110. Looked nice though. Now overcast - which I hope means rain...rain would help. Odd hoping for rain. Considering how wet it's been this year. We always want what we don't got, don't we? Never satisfied?

Little things can also irritate and make one grouchy. Even turn things topsy-turvy as much as make one smile.
Funny how that is. Life is not so much black or white as both, black and white - mixed.

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Okay off to read flist...may come back with ramblings on what see on flist...might not. Read part of flist this morning, now need to read rest, made it as far back as Friday.

That fan thing

To be honest, I've always been a little leery of identifying myself as a "fan" of anything. Not sure why. I think it's the fanatic aspect of the word that unnerves me. For you see - the obsessive aspect of myself is not one I like to stroke or endorse, so much as discourage. When I reacte obsessively to something, I start wondering why.

I'm thinking about this today due to three things I read. Two online - in scrollgirl and fresne's livejournals, where they kindly provided me with information on two of the huge fandom kerfuffles people on flist mentioned but provided vague info on, causing my curiousity hackles to rise. It's sort of like mentioning that there's a monster out there, but not providing any info on where, what it looks like and whether it hurt anyone. I'm find myself craning my neck going, what, where, how? Show me! If it weren't for scrollgirl and fresne, I would have remained perpetually at a loss, which might have been a good thing. Not sure. Not really sure why I'm so fascinated with weird fan behavior or social interaction - more so to be honest than the shows the behavior is associated with. The third, was an article in EW about Serenity - the up-coming Joss Whedon sci-fi. What was odd about the third, was that it was not a review or even a teaser so much as brief essay on how the film came about and how weird it was that it did. The essay did not show Whedon or the internet fans in the best light, in my opinion. But that might just be me.

( Serenity article )

( the BTVS fandom stuff - ramble on fanfic, the last seasons of the show, and flist postings on kerfuffles... )

PS: Thank you to the anynomous friend who gave me two months paid lj. Don't know what to do with the two months paid lj, but appreciate the thought!