[journal edit: Previous post about my dealing with criminal violence is hidden until I can write it with less emotion and more thought.]
I have a job offer in my hands. It's not for the perfect job at the perfect company (it never is) but it's for what I think is a good job at a good company and that makes me feel pretty, uh, good?
Unrelated to the job offer, I think I'm coming back to blogs and LJ and in those medium, back to writing in the long form.
Like USENET after spammers, Twitter has gone from a fun place to chat with some of my friends to a Speaker's Square with unlimited amplification. People I think of as smart, thinking friends go into emotional rage and yell about their political beliefs and call names if you do anything but join them in yelling. I'll stay on Facebook for the time being as it's an easy way to communicate with local friends in Pittsburgh, but I'll never open it up to the Twitter level of loudness. (I wrote a bunch of community software words
on my design blog if you're curious about the structural details of online conversations.)
After writing that blog entry, I looked for the writing I've done that I like and much of it is here on LJ. The public words about design and hacking each have their own blog, but the sometimes private and usually friendly words have LJ, for better or for worse.