I Am A Fish

I bought this domain on April 15, 2002, when I was a freshman in undergraduate school. I was undoubtedly in my dorm room working on my slow HP desktop with the matching bulbous monitor. Not quite sure where my mindset was, but my friend Luke used to call me “fish” and for whatever reason, the nickname stuck and this is the domain name I chose this one fateful night.

This domain has been used for several things and the site has gone through several upheavals in the last nine years. I have even been quoted in the media a few times.

I stopped blogging for several years. I started taking pictures.

I took a picture every day in 2007. I had graduated from undergraduate school, found my first “real” job, and bought a house, among other things.

Again, I took a picture every day in 2009. I was still working that first “real” job, applied for graduate school, got engaged, went to London and Hawaii, among other things.

I went to Korea in 2010, and you can read some of the archives here.

Here I go again, taking a picture every day in 2011. So far the year has been treacherous yet greatly rewarding.

It’s amazing to think about how this journey started.

My parents bought our family a computer (Tandy 3000) when I was very young, starting my love/obsession with technology at a young age. I spent hours designing posters for my room, writing short stories, and playing Airborne Ranger and Police Quest.

Getting dialup on our 28.8K modem in 1997 was obviously a turning point, as I could then connect with people all over the world. I immediately began creating and socializing on the internet beginning with a dinky free webpage, hosted by Expage. I learned more about java and html when I had a website on Angelfire. I bounced around different friends’ domains and hosting until I bought iamafish.org, and have consistently been parked here ever since.

I am not sure what the future holds for this domain, but if you would like to continue to read my updates, please visit my tumblr at StacyLaughs.com.

I just found a disc with my middle school and high school internet/weblog work. 1997-2001

::insert nostalgic moment::

For those readers that have kept up with my antics over the course of time, you’ll notice that my postings have changed a little bit. I’ve changed a little bit. I’m growing up and maturing.

It’s so easy for me to appear as this one dimensional existence online, and I don’t want new readers to read old posts and assume that I’m still the same person. And that’s the reason why I’ve been so hesitant about putting all of archives online. I mean, some old funny posts are still funny. Those aren’t the posts I’m worried about.

The posts I’m worried about are the posts where I’m at my ultimate, heart-breaking lows. The ones where I’m nearly in tears, rambling into a web application at four in the morning because it’s past my curfew and everyone else’s. The ones where I’m crashing from the Ben & Jerry’s ice cream I quickly demolished in one sitting. I read the posts again, and the memories come flooding back. And don’t start with me about the posts about the father figure.

I’ve moved on from it, sure I have. But I don’t like feeling vulnerable. It’s a feeling I’m all too used to.

And there’s my rambling and short attention span kicking up again, because the reason why I initially posted this wasn’t for a self-proclaimed pity party, it’s because of this: I’m not going to bring back those old posts. Thanks.