It ain’t Paris. *modified cross post*

This is old news: I’m over at Prosebox under the same name. Come and find me, if you wish. Or if you want to friend me on facebook, let me know.

I will be spending the next couple days snowed in and copy/pasting entries into my hard drive diary. I have most of my OD downloaded, but the past few months, I’ve not been able to download, not that I’ve written a whole lot over here. From the looks of things here, the download function is not… functioning, so that’s not an option.

So yeah. OD is shutting down. I have mixed feelings about it. I’m sad, of course. It was home for a very long time. But I’m relieved Bruce is putting the site out of its misery. I’m glad that all the teeth-gnashing can end. I’m angry that he isn’t giving an exact date, so now everyone has to scramble to download their shit. I’m annoyed that he is claiming it’s because the site isn’t financially viable anymore, because if that’s true, that’s his own damned fault for not keeping the site up with the times. If he had kept the site working properly and updated it with technological changes and new coding, and if he had done something to attract new users, the site could conceivably still be thriving. This is all Bruce’s fault. He is the one who fucked it all up. While I appreciate him for providing the community to begin with, I resent that he is now taking it away due to his own bullshit.

He could totally sell it. I know there have been offers. I think whoever would buy it would be in for a nightmare though. But I know there are people who would be willing to do it to keep the site alive.

So yeah, I’m kind of sad, but… OD has been dead for quite awhile now. It was a shell of its former self, so I feel like I’ve already grieved it. I’ve been grieving it for months.

Like Rick and Ilsa, we will always have OD.