So I was very busy this week. Emoness and wall-staring take time and care. Somehow, I managed to convince myself that I won't get laid off. I thought I should be optimistic; however, that worked just a little too well. So the layoff was a shock. I was so depressed these days, I took out my old Evanescence albums. Enough said.
I acquired a router the other day, but wasn't in the mood for internet (or any other kind of) entertainment.
But I actually logged in and checked my flist and inbox today, only to see messages and birthday posts, virtual gifts, art, fic and even an LJ Gift Certificate and LJ paid time (!!!!) so now I'm grinning like a lunatic for the first time this month. (Well, this year, technically.)
I didn't plan to be online for a bit longer, but you have lured me out of my emo hole.
So, I'm back. Though, officially, I'm back tomorrow, because now I'm going out with some friends to have a little birthday fun. (And to not spend money because: no job + birthday = Faith gets everything for free. Hey, I'm an optimist. Glass half-full and all that.)
So this is a quick note to tell you all that I adore you. And I missed you like crazy and you're AWESOME. And I will reply to every message, to those wonderful comments you left on my last post, and to gifts and posts with a goofy smile on my face.
Also, I'll make a proper thank-you post tomorrow. That post will probably contain a lot of little hearts and exclamation points. So I apologize in advance.
And I'll make another post on Sunday. I think, on Sunday. Er ... see, I was bored, but was too nervous to write or read. However, I had to do something that is not even remotely connected to my now-ex-job. So I've written an ... essay? Meta? A meta-essay? Metessay? Yes, a metessay.
And the long metessay is long. It now stands at 13 000 words. No, really. And it's pretentiously called: A Beginner's Guide to Fanfiction. I've been writing it ever since this post was made on
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So beware. A metessay is coming.
I have to go and get ready now. I just posted to tell you (because it was urgent) that I love you.
... and now I'll have Stevie Wonder's I Just Called to Say I Love You stuck in my mind for the rest of the day.
And for the record: I'm fine. A little lost and a little sad, but fine. Hey, I'm young and, if I dare say so (and obviously I dare), not stupid. So screw you, former job!
I hope you are all well (and employed). *hugs*