One night Amy and I were browsing match for just these types and find them. Amy finds an ex and I find this guy I went to school with.
During my first stint at GCCC there was a guy in my radio classes, JP we’ll call him, ’cause that’s his name. JP liked attention I guess, he talked with a fake Australian accent, we all knew it was face, yet he still went on insisting it was real. Occasionally, when he would slip up and not accentuate words enough, or at all, and someone would call him on it, he would just say he’d been in the states so long that the accent comes and goes. Then we would talk about him behind his back, good times. Don’t get me wrong though, other than this weird reach for attention, he could be a really nice guy when you spoke with him one-on-one.

Maybe a couple weeks later after finding him on match.com, Amy and I are on a quest for pizza and stop at Gumby’s, which seemed to be the only pizza place open after 10 on a Friday night, weird. We go in and I immediately recognized the guy behind the counter and he clearly recognizes me because he begins to speak in a well out-of-practice fake Australian accent. Gumby’s just has a tiny lobby—it’s not a dine-in restaurant, so we’re cornered. I don’t let on that I know him and don’t have an opportunity to say to Amy, “this is that guy.” So he slips up on a word and Amy calls him out, he shrugs it off. I’m having such a hard time trying not to laugh. When I get the chance, I text Amy and it’s good I did because she thought he looked familiar and almost asked him how she knew him.

So we leave and we’re both cracking up as we walk back to the car. Of course, we’re talking about him and there he is standing behind the building talking to a coworker. I don’t think he heard us and the laughter resumed with added hilarity once we were safely in the car.

My mom doesn’t want me to take my bedroom furniture, which at first I was upset about (even though I didn’t say anything), I mean it’s my furniture. Now that I think about it though, it’s best to leave my nice furniture here and not have to take the risk of it getting messed up. It’s the furniture that I want to have when I make a more permanent move, so I’ll get some other furniture to go with me over the next 2 years.

The 2 years is another thing that gets to me. 2 more years of school, I just feel old, and I feel like most people that for a 4 year degree are done by my age. It’s just another one of those things where 10 years ago I thought I would be at a completely different stage of life now. I think back just 3 years ago and remember telling a co-worker how I really just wanted to be a housewife and a mom. I still wouldn’t turn that life down, but I would do it with some freelance writing work on the side; I couldn’t give up writing.

I want to say it began in 1998 when we first got the internet at home. We had aol and you could make your own website, I don’t really remember it.

From that I moved on to the free hosting site tripod.com. I never made a personal site there, instead I made a site to list the complete discographies of every band that I liked, with tracklistings. In the early 2000s I made the first ever (and as far as I know, still the only) fan site for Blake Hazard. You can get a very broken glimpse of it via the Way Back Machine archive take a look. Oh and then there was a site I made to educate people on the different ways “indie” music can be defined. I was quite the indie snob.

At the same time I started having a blog, I used livejournal, and xanga, and livejournal again, and again.

Which reminds me of something I’ve missed from livejournal and can do now…
Ah the “more” code, like the lj-cut that never ends, unless there is a way to end it and I just don’t know yet. It’s a nice transition anyway.

Due to my frustration with the limitations of tripod’s sitebuilder, I started learning some html and even some javascript. In 2003 I made a site for my college’s student run web radio station WKGC World Wide. I was fascinated with a script for absolute-positioned scrollable divs. That’s also about the time I really got into having my own site.

My first domain name was FarewellToTomorrow.net (there’s nothing there now), I would still own that domain had my registrar (namecheap) not cheated me out of it.
This site was hosted by comcast at times, but was also hosted for a time on my own PC, a fact to be very proud of in the geek world. FarewellToTomorrow is still something special to me, it was a time when I was really into coding my own pages and my content there is something I aspire to now. I was proud of myself for making a piece of javascript to make two positioned divs in different places on the page toggle visible or not by clicks or mouseovers of separate links. Kind of hard to explain but there was no script like it at the time.
The content consisted of poems or lyrics I had written, mostly spiritual exhortations with scripture references and sometimes a “thought” page to explain. I would really like to be able to do this sort of writing again, but it’s as if it has left me. You know I say that and I know it’s really because I’m not trying, I’ve been playing the escapist with God for a while and I need to knock it off; this used to be the sort of thing I would post about and maybe I will do just that. Here’s a banner I made, I was also really getting into Photoshop at the time.

I even learned some flash for one of the layouts I had. Unfortunately, for whatever reason the internet archives did not archive this site. Fortunately, I have most (some was lost, I cried, seriously) of the content and two complete site designs saved for sentimental purposes, plus it will be quite invaluable once I’m famous.

I had that site for a couple years and when I could no longer have the domain name I bought selah-everyday.net (nothing there anymore either). I was hoping it would be the same kind of thing, but it wasn’t. It was also my first site using blogger, which I liked and hated at the same time. Less time consuming, but more generic. And getting things to work was a beast. I’m glad I never have to see that “taking to long to publish, click here to continue trying” message again.

Something about the name selah-everyday I never really fell in love with and my content hardly ever fit what the name implied, so when it expired I bought OhBuoyancy.net (you’re there now!). It’s a name with multiple meanings, and it makes people go “ha!” It was blogger, now it’s Wordpress. It was hosted on comcast, now it’s hosted on ASmallOrange. It feels liberated!

I had wanted to have a Wordpress blog for a few years actually, I had searched for good, affordable hosting many times. I almost when with wordpress.com, but I didn’t want to have to pay to edit my css. Then David (Sketchism) pointed out some cheap hosting to me, and while I ended up not going with that host (after 36 hours I gave up on them answering my “within 24 hours” email—which they still haven’t answered), it got my mind set on having paid hosting and I found ASO to be highly recommended and also very affordable.

And there you have it (or there I have it because I doubt anyone else will actually read this mammoth of a post).

This was fun anyway. It’s so weird to go back and see some of the things I used to write about and how much I’ve changed and things in my life have changed since.

(You know I don’t think I have ever used parenthesis this much in one document in my life.)