Ah, my poor, neglected LJ. You've been around in good times and in bad. Always there. Always waiting for words to be added to your virtual pages. I've been a horrible journal keeper. It's never been my strong suit. But still, you stay, unbroken, unchanging*, always here for me.
(* yeah, so LJ's changed a lot over the years. Can't really say unchanging and have it be accurate, but it was the word that popped into my head)
I love how many of the authors I admire I am finding in these latter days. I should really work harder to come around more often!