Hello there. I had a ridic busy day yesterday, so had an early night. Great idea, right? Yep. Until I then woke up at HALF ONE IN THE FUCKING MORNING and couldn't get back to sleep again. I swear, my fucked up sleep patterns will be the death of me (that or a stealth kitty underfoot sending me plummetng floorwards, where I then bang my head against the wall, and my half eaten (by the same kitty) corpse is found a week later. Those are the two most likely scenarios).
I'd very much like to be asleep right now, but I need to stay awake and wait for a parcel to arrive. So I'm killing time by writing this. You're welcome. If there are any typos, it's not my fault, honest. And now for the exciting part of the post: MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!! There. I done been nice. Bye!
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My plans for this coming week (three day mini-conference thing: I was going to be a proper grown-up!) have fallen through, so if you happen to see me hanging around Popo like a spare part, then;
The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley, right, Rabbie Burns? So I kinda sorta lied below then. Depends on your definition of soon, I guess: in my world it's anywhere between 5 minutes time and a year, so this is pretty damn prompt really.
And behold, it's one of those "oh I'm so busy" blogs, where the author tells you that they're so terribly terribly important and have so many pressing concerns that trifling little things like Popo barely register in their monumental lives. The deets(ish): Alternating feeling shit and being busy, and basically not inclined to do much beyond what I need to do in game. And that damn list seems to grow every few months anyway. Spreadsheets blah! The keeping busy thing is a deliberate one: this time of year isn't good for me, and left to my own devices the damn S.A.D, will creep in uninvited. So I'm going out! And doing stuff! And even going to the gym! Well, okay, I've been once so far and I've been a queasy motherfucker since, but I definitely will go again. Honest. Really. So in summary: don't expect much from me in Popoland for the remainder of the year, too busy keeping my head above miserable water. Winter fucking sucks, innit. Adios! |
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