"You see that? That window over there? That’s where I’m going to tell Moffat that he’s fired.
And he’ll ask ‘Who do you think you are, telling me I’m sacked?’
To which I’ll reply, ‘Oh, no, you aren’t losing your job. I’m firing you out of a fucking cannon into the fucking sun. Say hello to Helios for me.”
And there was much rejoicing.
Dear Anyone Who Actually Reads This,
You know, every once in a while, I get pretty fed up with this site. Someone says something or does something that I think is annoying or rude and I get fed up. When that happens, I step back and analyze the situation. It usually ends with me taking some deep calming breaths and unfollowing. Maybe, if I’m angry enough, I’ll take a few days off of tumblr to calm down.
But today, I stepped back and realized that the normal approach wasn’t going to cut it.
One by one, I’ve fallen out of love with each of my fandoms. It’s… I won’t say heartbreaking. But it sure fucking sucks. That I will say. And why is that? Because of you, tumblr! Rah rah, go you.
I guess that’s what happens when you immerse yourself so deeply in fandom. Eventually, all the infighting and pettiness and general assholery gets to you. The fandom policing. The whining. The ability to have your head so far up your own ass that you think you are the official fandom authority.
And eventually you have to say, enough is enough.
So this is my enough is enough. Is this me flouncing? Pretty much. At least, for as long as it takes for me to remember why I liked fandom in the first place.
As long as it takes to fall back in love with those tv shows, those movies, those people, those bands. All of the reasons I even created a tumblr in the first place. That’s why I was here. And I only want to be here if I can feel that again.
So, I’m going to follow my own advice:
and fuck off.