I am very busy. (By my own low standards.)
I am also very, very tired and frankly it’s making me a little, uh…
*becomes distracted by a distant dust mote*
*stares*
*stares some more*
*slowly keels over*
Amazingly, writing is going well. I think.
I found a 90s tattoo choker. We’re wearing chokers again now, right?
Otherwise I have nothing to say to you. Go on, get out of here. Shoo.
(But, uh, please come back. Our regular writing/fangirling/crying programming will resume as soon as I get a proper night’s sleep. And maybe a pizza.)
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