There was an RSS feed here, but then LiveJournal ate it because of some thing they did to protect them from Russia DDoSing them. Something like that. New hub layout forthcomming.
Unkempt corners of the workplace spread until they cover the room, the sunlight may give warmth, but the chemicals may give headaches. This is a place wherein much of too much is born. Yet somehow, this temperance is homely and welcoming - stay a little while.
Web communities - you can't live with them, or without them. You must use them should you survive, but management or design becomes a plague that eats at your soul. You can't be yourself, but no one will leave them alone. A never-ending paradox, these are.
The pen doth cause too much fret... or something to that extent. Words can cause much harm, and as such, such a large collection of these weapons should surely be of great danger to anyone near them?