housewarming party?

Hello, world. I lost my entire iTunes library and all of my bookmarks today, so instead of moping I decided to (mis-)interpret it as a sign to restart. Thus I am posting while my reinstalled iTunes chugs along re-adding & analyzing gapless playback, whatever that is.

At times this past year I indulged my crazy scheme of wiping the slate clean, regaining my tabula rasa, and writing a new self. It's impossible, naturally. I scribbled madly, I furiously debated myself, I experimented with rejecting cynicism (yeah, so not happening), I tried to Do New Things and get my life in order (also not happening), I didn't sleep (not exactly a new thing) ... and I'm essentially the same person, albeit slightly saner and with a more balanced viewpoint. Theoretically. I still haven't made it to Rita 2.0, but I like to think of me as Rita 1.5 at least.

I've been peeking at the flist during hiatus -- well, "hiatus", you know how it goes -- so I have a vague idea of what's passed. I've still missed you all. My passive reading of your lives makes you almost books instead of people, but people make much better friends than books -- so I've come to grudgingly accept.

So: consider this a return. Of sorts. I'm wiser (hahaha) more wary of the computer's timesink nature now, so I limit my time to the bare minimum, but you're all worth teetering on the precipice of online addiction for. Or maybe standing back a foot. So no IM or anything, but I should be able to eke out a couple minutes every day to keep the LJ from dustgathering.

I realise I'm a stranger now, and people rarely grant favours to strangers -- but I don't want to remain one, so hello! I'd love to hear a little bit about your lives, your thoughts, and where you're at. ♥