Chatterbox: Down to Earth

Mrrrgh.

I have a few random thoughts to share with y'all.

1)  Firstly, isn't it awesome that Cricket created this Chatterbox with all the awesome Admins to Run It (Why Am I Capitalizing Everything?) where we can all come together and chat- coherently- with no innuendos or profanity allowed?  How often do we see something like that on the Web?  I have to applaud everybody on here for making it so awesome, fun, and totally safe.

2)  Secondly, ever noticed how you can get really obsessed with something, love it insanely for a while, and then lose all interest in it?  How strange are the workings of the human mind.  This happened to me with The Hunger Games.  I loved them for a while, then the blood sport ceased to horrify me, the pulse-punding action and suspense ceased to enthrall me, I've finally quit having weird obsessive thoughts of me- not super-strong, quick, able-to-win me, but just me, in the Games, and trying to stay alive.  So now I'm mainly obsessed with Tolkien fanfiction.  And the House of Feanor.  Those are the most awesome ten people (Feanor, Nerdanel- yes, she counts-, Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Curufin, Caranthir, Amrod, Amras, and Celebrimbor, who is still of the House no matter how much he may resent it) ever.

3) Thirdly, I'm starting to think that when I make obscure references to Tolkien that nobody understands what I'm talking about, since though quite a few people here I know have seen the movies and/or read The Lord of the Rings, nobody, nobody, knows The Silmarillion.  Well.  You don't know what you're missing.  ANYWAY- if nobody understands have of what I say about Tolkien and just in general, then I will try to be more coherent.  You only have to say the word.

4)  I've often thought about this.  See, the way of Web 2.0 is to create this dual-personality thing.  Let me explain.  To yourself, whatever you are online and who you are IRL kind of merge.  I'm Martha, I'm Mattie, they're the same.  But for others, it's not that way. Anybody that I know here won't know me IRL.  Anybody I know IRL will not know me here.  That's kind of weird.  So I've often pictured the following scenario, and I've always thought that it would be so eerie to have it happen.  Okay.  Imagine if I met some CBer, like Melody, and never knew it was her.  Like, we'd have our normal interactions- she'd think of me some way, and I'd think of her some way, but that'd have absolutely no effect on how we acted online.  We'd go on with our lives and have no idea that our paths had crossed.   And what if we hated each other IRL, but were best friends online?  How weird is that?  How weird is everything?  Gaah.  I can't say what I mean.  Maybe you can understand me, if you've bothered to wade through this solid block of text.

5)  I love all you guys.  Let's keep this going and never, ever stop.  This is all so special.  I'm trying not to gush, because I don't gush, but this is really how I feel.

My sister is being a complete creeper at the moment- reading over my shoulder as I type.  Nosy.

Thanks for sharing these very nice thoughts, Mattie. We cherish all of you, too, including memories of those who have left Chatterbox and moved on.

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