Splashing my chips, for lack of a better clever metaphor

I just chucked some money at LiveJournal to reinstate my paid account, partly in appreciation of the recent upgrades and redesign, partly in recognition that the joint is jumping around here more emphatically than it has been in a while, but mostly to resuscitate my poor, misbegotten userpics collection. Believe me, trying to communicate with the outside world with six random medieval woodcuts you tossed up there back in 2003 feels like trying to fingerpaint Guernica sometimes. Welcome back, Annoyed Susie Derkins!

I've got a question, though, about some of LJ's ancillary proto-features: am I the only one here still using mood icons and the current music field? I keep it up out of habit, but I'm starting to feel like the guy at the concert who's still clapping his hands over his head two minutes after everyone else has stopped, because the lead singer grunted "PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR, Y'ALL!" and no one ever said "OKAY, YOU CAN STOP NOW!"