It's come to my attention that, well, I just don't really use this journal anymore. I don't know exactly why I stopped. To be fair, I don't really know why I started in the first place, either.
This journal has been with me through thick and thin, good and bad. I started it on September 4th, 2001 and while I went a little while before it caught on, I started writing at a ridiculous rate in April of 2002. A rate that I kept up for some time, might I add. Quite some time. As of right now, I have 2,451 entires in this journal, which isn't that bad. Considering that there are a total of 3,285 days over the course of 9 years, in that entire time I averaged one post every 1.3 days. For NINE YEARS. Man, that's dedication.
I can hardly even remember all the stuff that's happened in all that time. I was in college in Gainesville, on and off. I dated several girls, had several jobs, made friends, lost friends, got cancer, got rid of cancer and even managed to get a college degree, though some suspected I wouldn't. Even more importantly than that, I got married. It's funny to look back at those early posts and see what I was like back then, and sometimes I have to wonder how things turned out the way that they did. They certainly looked pretty grim, for awhile there.
But all of that is in the past. Now I live in Atlanta, and I have a great life for myself here. My career is starting to move forward, I have a house with a lovely wife and an adorable dog, and it's a damn sight better than the cramped apartment that I was sitting in when I wrote that first entry, on September 4th, 2001. It was a day after I got back from DragonCon (or perhaps that night), and little did I know that that trip to DragonCon would kick into motion a series of events that I can trace from there to meeting my wife.
What I'm getting at, I suppose, is that I'm officially leaving livejournal. I haven't posted in it for far too long, and I haven't read it for even longer. I make Facebook posts from time to time now, and while I don't particularly appreciate how society is becoming used to these small, bite-sized pieces of information, I can't really say too much when I'm as guilty of it as everyone else.
So, I still get e-mail notifications of comments from LJ, and I'm leaving this post here as a memorial to my journal. So feel free to comment until the end of time, I suppose. Generally speaking, I'm a pretty easy guy to find on the internet, but if you only know me through the internet and don't know my real name to find me on Facebook, just comment here, and I'll get it to you.
I'd also like to add that I'm extremely thankful for everyone who's in any way interacted with this journal over the last ten years, whether by commenting or by being around me in person and having me write about you. While yeah, the last ten years have had ups and downs, I wouldn't be the person I am today without it, and I think I've turned out okay so far. So, thanks, everyone. Thank you for reading, commenting or just being there. It meant a tremendous amount to me, even those of you who have drifted away from me over the years. Whether you think I hate you, or don't care about you, or whatever, I can assure you that every now and then (maybe only every few years), I stop and think about you.
Most importantly, though, I want to thank my journal. You've been there for me throughout everything that happened, and while there have been several scares about this website going away, it never did. Thanks, Journal.