Alive, itnernet is bitchy, we're doign Easter next week, spent hours upon hours doing D&D things with family, starting to crash emotionally.
Oh, and I've marathoned through 22-odd chapters of Stealing Harry. This has been my day.
should go to bed. feel like I should do thigs. if the internet lets me.
... ad gmail wot ope. this may be the world saying go to bed but ih ave to wake people for that and ajnsjnriknwiejniwjne
cursl up and loves on
i should do soething, i should be useful or productive or... not a total waste of space somehow, for a bit.
hmmmm, yes, I think this is cashing very quickly for no fuckin reason.
burrows and hides and tries not to melt down
hermiting. i should go back to hermiting, i should go hide and be somewhere people arent.