New words for old desires...

So I finally caved in and created a tumblr account.

Please spare yourself the trouble of initiating the inevitable cascade of “I told-ya-so“‘s and “look who’s tumbling now“‘s, and know instead that I don’t have any shame or embarrassment over my decision to create one of these.

Granted, I may have made fun of Tumblr in the past, and mocked and stereotyped the kinds of people who are fanatical “tumblers”. The qualms I’ve expressed are not with the site itself, but rather with the smattering of generic, unoriginal content constantly regurgitated by Tumblr users too lazy/boring to actually create something ORIGINAL themselves. 

I will not be using this account for any of such regurgitation.

I will do my absolute best to post original content as much as possible, to refrain from posting frivolously, and to create something that will be fascinating and memorable to look back on in the future.

I miss my Livejournal, to be completely honest. I miss having a single place for thoughts and pictures and memories to be chronicled. Despite its convenience, Facebook is not that place. Short blurbs about my comings-and-goings get lost in a sea of trivial tripe. I cannot remember things that are difficult to look back on. Facebook just doesn’t cut it, and I no longer want to feel as if I’m missing out on potential memories by not documenting things.

So, in the spirit of documentation, memory, nostalgia, and trying new things….

Here goes!