And since it's now officially 21 July, I'm going to put out my flag. Whee! Happy Belgian National Holiday, all!
This is ridiculous. I'm afraid to check Lee's friends page becauseit's 10:30 in the morning and I point blank refuse to cry before noon and waaaaaah!
*curls up in a ball, rocking back and forth* They're not real, they're not real, they're not real ...
Tri: Um, you did hear that Ann Landers died, right?
Melle: My dad and brothers have seen me naked THOUSANDS of times! They're not SCARRED or anything, and neiter am I!
Melle: And yes. But I still want to kick her.
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God. I'm old. And there's 170+ MB of content on there, pure content, more than half of which is RPS, and man. I never imagined there'd be so many people willing to put their RPS out in the open, out and proud. Thinking about the way it was when I started RS-X, let alone when I got into slash ...
This summer marks the sixth anniversary of my reading my first slash story. I think that's why I associate summer with reading heaps and heaps of gay porn, because that's what I did the summer I was fifteen. Loads and loads of slash: The Sentinel, Highlander, due South, ...
Rareslash is three and a half now. My baby, my slash childhood home, and we're bigger than allslash, foerchrissakes! And of course the RSA. I have the worst memory in the wold, but I can remember each and every story I archived for the RSA, and every rare slash story I've ever read. That's impressive, I'd say. I remember the very first TMP slash story.
Six years in slash fandom, and all these things I can take credit for, rareslash, the RSA, RS-X, femgeeks, a dozen fandoms where I was the first to write slash, the FMO and subsequently knowing that I didn't let myself becompromised, that I stood up for what I believed in, ...
And yet, part of me wants to go back to being seventeen, eighteen, starting rareslash, being all "Eee!" and hero-worship-y when Mona subbed to the list, being all atwitter because we were up to 54 members, starting the RSA, the whole thrill of the newness, you know? Right now I feel old and jaded and responsible, and less than four years ago, I was a goddamn teenie.
You name it, I've seen it or want to!
(Me; RS; 12 March 1999)