So library and info studies students know how to tie one on at the end of a quarter.

No, but for real. This is me drunk!posting, but I have to say, as I was saying to one of my colleagues at the End-of-the-Academic-Year shindig/hootenanny: I believe deeply in the value of transformative works and culture; I am proud of whatever small part I can lay claim to as a fangirl and friend to fangirls and fanboys. I honestly and for real believe that in 10-20 years cultural studies peeps and lit majors will be all over the phenomenon that is fandom and the community that surrounds it.

Seriously, every time I meet fangirls in person I am knocked out by the insight and charm and wry wit they're capable of bringing to text. I love you all.

...And given that I've had, like, 2 bottles of Two Buck Chuck Pinot Grigio at the end of the year LIS party, I should probably not be posting.

But I just wanted to say. I love you all. All, all, I love you. Every single one of you, in all your doubts and feels and overanalysis; your meta and fic and stifled wanky resentments; your passions and affections and apathy and uncertainty.

I love you all. And I love you forever. For realsies.

...I should probably go pass out now. But! This does not invalidate anything I've just said. Because it is FROM THE HEART, y'all. I have met more and better and more awesome people in fandom than in any other place. You are the wind beneath my wings, the cream in my coffee, the filthy unexpected trope in my kinkmeme.

I just. I wanted you to know that.

On an individual, personal level. You. Yes, you. I love you. I think you're amazing. I want to know you better, and bake you pie, and hear all the things you've been embarrassed to confess un-anon, and fall asleep with my head in your lap and my email in your address book for future interactions. Because you are amazing, just exactly how you are.

Peace out.