Two things:
1. Hey,
warmingweather, it's been real. All the best to you as well.
2. That
dvd_commentary for "Stranger Things" never happened; the would-be commentator switched to another story. It's ridiculous, but I'm kind of peeved that she didn't tell me. I mean, it has nothing to do with me, and everything, and lord knows I'm not going to e-mail her about it or generally be a creep or whatever, and the story she did instead is awesome, but still. Kind of peeved. Because I was excited about the commentary.
(Also, I've had the feeling for the last few weeks that if anyone actually examined that story closely, or even read it as many times as I have, they'd discover that it is held together by spit and desperation.)
I'm so tired of being insecure; fuck. Laying down does not help.
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Good news: new computer! It should be here next Friday, yay. I also bought CDs today--Rise Against and Sara Bareilles and MGB (the "Raygun" EP, because I'm a terrible fan).