The End of Live Journal As We Know It (and I feel fine)

Many of you have likely heard about the layoffs in the LJ offices. I am not starting the air raid sirens and heading to the bunkers yet, but once the traffic at the 'archive your journal' sites dies down a little I'll probably do that. Seven years of journal could take a while though.

I also created a cyranocyrano account at insanejournal.com because some bastard created the 'Cyrano' account a few years back and then never posted to it nor commented from it. Kind of like here at LJ. q:
I was going to do the same at deadjournal, but it requires an invitation or a donation and I have neither at this moment.

Wish you were here

This is when I encourage you to let me know if you plan to attend The Second Annual Edwardian World's Fair. Because while spending an evening with Rasputina and Abney Park sounds like a lot of cool, it is once again an instance where I'm not crazy about the thought of fighting my way up to the city (even if it is a mile from a BART station) after work to hang out in a room full of people that I don't know. And it is all well and good to say "Why don't you just go and introduce yourself to everybody and then you'll know all of them." But then it is well and good for me to say "It doesn't work like that" and poke you with an umbrella.