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Guys, I spent 40 minutes this evening being told by my cousin, in great detail, why she thinks I need to do drugs, and why and how she has determined that the best one for me to try would be mushrooms. No amount of "I'm really not interested" was able to dissuade her, and I only escaped by promising I'd think about it because she had to go meet someone.
What is my life.
Meanwhile, SE's MMO player base is getting a little stir crazy on the forums. Some of it's aggravating so I backpage out, but it's not all bad. For example! This thread on the recently-launched official forums is amazing. and also completely true, oh god why why why I really like some of the proposed explanations people have come up with.
(Also today at work the proofer exploded water everywhere and all the customers were asses, though I guess that last one isn't really as unusual as I'd like it to be.)
Anyway, until I suffer another emotional collapse or there's actual news, I'm done talking about the loss of my cat, because every time I think about it, I get sad, and then I get angry, and then things start going wrong in my brain again and if I short out too many times the music therapy will probably stop working. But! My MOVING OUT quest has gone well (I think I mentioned it in one of the entries I posted that was unlocked, locked, unlocked, locked, unlocked, locked, etc?). I've found a new apartment and will be able to move in next month. Rent's a bit more, but utilities will be less, so it should come out about even (hopefully). And my new room faces more eastwards, so I should get some sunlight in, which'll be a lovely change, and maybe will help with the SAD next year!
What is my life.
Meanwhile, SE's MMO player base is getting a little stir crazy on the forums. Some of it's aggravating so I backpage out, but it's not all bad. For example! This thread on the recently-launched official forums is amazing. and also completely true, oh god why why why I really like some of the proposed explanations people have come up with.
(Also today at work the proofer exploded water everywhere and all the customers were asses, though I guess that last one isn't really as unusual as I'd like it to be.)
Anyway, until I suffer another emotional collapse or there's actual news, I'm done talking about the loss of my cat, because every time I think about it, I get sad, and then I get angry, and then things start going wrong in my brain again and if I short out too many times the music therapy will probably stop working. But! My MOVING OUT quest has gone well (I think I mentioned it in one of the entries I posted that was unlocked, locked, unlocked, locked, unlocked, locked, etc?). I've found a new apartment and will be able to move in next month. Rent's a bit more, but utilities will be less, so it should come out about even (hopefully). And my new room faces more eastwards, so I should get some sunlight in, which'll be a lovely change, and maybe will help with the SAD next year!
