I finished importing all of my LiveJournal posts into my WordPress blog. Hey, if Blog Metrics says I’ve been blogging for 8+ years I might as well have something to show for it, right?

Anyway, in addition to forgetting to turn off the reposting plugins the first time around, I also forgot to have WP password protect all of my “Friends Only” posts. So I’ve been going through, deleting the comment-less reposts, password protecting the ones with comments made by those who are concerned about being read publically, and deleting all of the duplicate comments. Judging by the fact that I have 921 posts and 2,315 comments I think I still have a number of duplicate comments to remove. Funny how the importer can see duplicate posts but not duplicate comments. *shrugs* At least I got the comments, though, something I couldn’t do a year ago when I tried to import LJ to Insane Journal.

In other news, I finally found an old friend from high school on Facebook. Or, more accurately, he found me. I’ve been trying to track him down for quite some time, with no luck, so I’m really excited to see him again. Hopefully we can continue to make mischief together, online. *weg*

About two years ago I asked a friend, who was feeling rather abandoned, to come join me and our friends on LJ. They refused on the grounds that they weren’t comfortable sharing their daily lives with thousands of other people. Even the friends-lock option couldn’t convince them. Today I learned he has had a Myspace account for some time, now. A fricken MYSPACE ACCOUNT!!! Yeah, that’s real private. *rolls eyes*

What really hurt was when I read that they had a close friend who helped helped out during their “difficult acceptance” phase abandon the friendship with them. Unless this person had a multitude of difficult acceptence phases over the past year and a half I can only assume they are referring to me, and I don’t think that is fair.

I was there when they thought no one else was but I have had my own shit to deal with, too. If it was that important, they could’ve contacted me. I could’ve set aside some time for them. Instead I’m labeled an abandoner.

I guess this explains why I haven’t heard from them in so long.