Why yes, I am still alive, thanks
Hmm, having to borrow my mother's computer to access the internet is much more annoying that I'd thought it would be. Still, I will wait and hope for a solution to this laptop internet issue. It may in fact be the router in our house that is screwing up. Oh Vista. Even though I don't have it, it still manages to screw my computer over. (We're pretty sure that re-formatting the router to recognise my sister's new Vista!laptop is what mixed things up.)
In any case, I'm still making my way through those porn!thursday prompts. I've finished two of the three, which really isn't so bad, is it?... although I suppose I should expound on the reason for the delay with number three.
Uh, suffice to say that life is not so good at the moment. I mean, it's not fantastically super horrible, but there are a few major factors that are eating me. A tl;dr-style summary goes as follows: I have friends in stressful situations and my grandfather collapsed and has a mystery structure in his bile duct which may or may not be a tumor.
It's nothing that should be amazingly personally stressful but... I'm down at the moment. It's not a suicidal thing, I think, but I wouldn't mind falling asleep and not quite waking up.
Falling thought a rip in the space-time continuum to a place with pokemon and/or mutnats and/or ninja wouldn't be so bad either, come to think of it.
Although I suppose it'd only be preferable if I were the protagonist and not 'that kid who dies in a painful, yet heroic manner by episode three'. Because that would just suck.