I really want to try to get back into the habit of using this thing, because I have pretty much nobody to talk to here but there are times when I really just want to talk about myself, which sounds lame and stupid but is utterly true, and one day I'm just going to snap and start screaming everything I've never said and it'll be ugly.

So.

( Cut for a lot of self-indulgent babbling. )

Today was really weird.

Thomas bought me chocolate, again. And he figured out why he couldn't call me, and fixed it. **laughs** Nowhere is safe, now.

And I forgot to call Amanda.

I want to talk, but I have nothing to say.

Except that there's no way I'm solving this differential equation the right way.

**heads off to break her own little finger

I'd forgotten how much I like having Amanda (and her spleen) 'round. **laughs**

The moon is a fabulous thing.

... Friends are better. [/sap]

And Ginny is outvoted, two to one, on Inara's Sueish qualities. I bring all this up because it's an hour and forty minutes past my bedtime, and I've had a truly vast amount of sweets.