Over the past several days, a morbid curiosity has been awakening in me to see what was left over there at my livejournal. This has mostly been inspired by the giant (giant!) box of all of my old journals that I had to drag home after relieving my parents of them. For those of you who "knew" me back then, you'll remember that I took my livejournal very seriously. Well, I took journaling in general very seriously. I have novel sized journals - a series of them - stacks and stacks of them. I'm still not sure how I found the time to dedicate to writing pages of detailed notes about my day.
Anyway. Revisiting my past and leafing through all of those journals left me slightly hungry for some livejournal reminiscing. So, I paid bunnyspoons (cringe) a visit and was irritated when I realized the old code I had written to customize my layout no longer worked - so it was impossible to navigate back beyond the first page. I impressed myself when I remembered the password at my first login attempt. I then changed the settings so that I could read and continue to be mortified by my younger self. This may be a huge mistake, but feel free to do the same.
It's actually kind of comical. I also must say I'm very proud of myself for growing up!
Ps. I would truly love it if all of you 'livejournalites' identified yourselves! We really had it going on back then, you know?
It's actually kind of comical. I also must say I'm very proud of myself for growing up!
Ps. I would truly love it if all of you 'livejournalites' identified yourselves! We really had it going on back then, you know?
