I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need

[enthusiastick]

Two quick unrelated things:

• The Websnark fandom is making me want to cry tears of blood. A post was made today about the discussion surrounding the recent Questionable Content story arc, and one of the regular commenters over there was actually ornery enough to get all in a huff about it. So now he's basically accusing demiurgent of being condescending, for taking note of rational discourse and commenting on it encouragingly (again, on the webspace that he bought and pays for.) I was struck, upon reading it, with a moment of extreme StFU-rage. But I let it pass, because hey, its just an internet argument. Letting my own temper fire up is just fanning the flame war, and what the Hell do I care, anyway? Still, I wonder more and more how its possible to run a site like that and not tear your hair out.
  
  I think I was happier when I avoided the 'snark comments altogether.
  
  
• Also! A couple years ago spreadnparanoia made fun of me over my strange tendency to name powerful Vampire NPCs after predatory birds. Particularly observant readers will note that I now have not 1 but 2 LJ icons devoted to one of my favorites, the Philippines Monkey-Eating Eagle (or Pithecophaga Jefferyi, for the taxonomists in the audience.) What can I say? I am, and have been for some time, obsessed with funky animals. Its particularly ironic in the case of birds, because I hate birds overall. I think they're filthy animals: I find pigeons detestable, and I can barely fathom voluntarily keeping such creatures as pets. Having said all that, and for the sake of of some people who are new to reading my LJ, I'm happy to report that I have a recently-renewed interest in shrikes. Because who doesn't like little birds that pin down and dismember their prey? How cool is that!

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[wednesday]

One or the other of us found you during a look through Technorati results (or possibly Icerocket? One of the dedicated blog search engines) for 'snark stuff. (I can count the non-comment feedback I get on any given piece on the fingers of one hand and have digits left over, and, well, you've seen what the comments area is like lately, so this is the only way I've got to find out what pieces work for people.)

And I blushed? Like, hard? Then read through other stuff, because I do that.

And went, "Wow, this person's cool."

Thus.

[pooka-madness.livejournal.com]

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(I've taken leave of my senses. Hopefully I'll be back later.)