cherydactyl

So I am afflicted with insomnia at Origins. I think this is related to my rebound bronchitis, specifically because I am using my albuterol way, way more than usual. Insomnia at a gaming convention, just peachy. And I want to be up at 8 to play Silverton. Yeah, right.

Anyway, this affliction led me to look around at various live journals...friends of friends of friends.....and I found people I haven't talked to in years and wish I did. And was humbled to know how bad I am at maintaining friendships. But glad to read these journals of people I admired and liked. And was humbled and glad again to see somebody had added me as a friend even before I knew what her id was on LJ.

And finally I stumbled upon the journal of

eck. And started weeping. Then briefly got mad that J and I never knew about the A2 memorial held for him. He was the best man at our wedding, but we had been so long out of touch that nobody thought to let us know, and we didn't know to ask, and....

But it does no good to be mad. It's not anybody's else's fault that we dropped out of fandom. That was all me, and though I have good reasons (maybe topic for a future entry, who knows), it has meant so much disconnect with people I think are cool, fun to talk to and be with.

Maybe this will be the impetus for me to rekindle some of those relationships. Maybe my interest will not be returned. I dunno. But I'm glad I found out about his LJ and about the virtual memorial community for Iain,