One of the things I did in my "absence" was put together a submission for LiveJournal's second ever style contest. The results were announced about an hour ago, and my style - Nebula - was voted one of the top five. I get an iPod shuffle and a permanent account out of it, and my style becomes one of the publically-available ones in the next few weeks.
I received the "congrats" e-mail at 8:45pm GMT, about twenty minutes before the announcement was posted to news, and I thought jproulx was shittin' me. Cue frantic IMs to various employees asking for confirmation (apologies to whitaker and xb95), a racing heart and a serious case of the shakes both in the interim and afterwards.
The worst part about winning? The heart-wrenching feeling that comes from realising that none of your friends also won. I was seriously gunning for erin, alsatia, isabeau, jennieknits, janinedog and phoenixdreaming among many other quality entrants, and yet I was the only vaguely support-related person to be chosen.
By way of a thankyou speech, though, janinedog deserves mad props for helping me out when, 18 hours before submission deadline, I was on the verge of throwing in the towel over an infuriating CSS issue I faced. kamara probably helped me the most, however, when my style reached a themeable state five hours before the submission deadline and we both spent the small hours of the morning (the midnight PST deadline made for an 8am GMT all-nighter) finalising the entry, with me tweaking the style and kama choosing the definitive colour schemes.
That night was hellish for the whole family, because I still had a really bad and incessant cough from my most recent bout of illness. That coupled with open doors meant a sleepless night for the folks, and heightened tensions in the morning.
Congratulations are due to taion, unfloopy, synewaves and cyrnelle, the other four winners - check out their styles as well as mine in the news entry. Thanks also to all those who voted for me and made the all-nighters worthwhile.
I'm now going to run around a bit and sit in a darkened room for a few hours while I come to terms.