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Hello flist. How are you? Still alive I presume? Excellent. So am I, recent evidence to the contrary.
So yes, I disappeared. That was interesting. I'm not going to go into the reasons why because they are long and boring and incredibly personal but suffice it to say things have been less than awesome and when life gets less than awesome, I check out. Currently things are vacillating between 'shitty' and 'sombre' which is a good twelve feet above what the gauge has been reading lately.
Lacrimosa still exists. There are about four thousand words of the next chapter sitting in a file somewhere on my computer. I'm not really concerned with it right now, to be honest, although I do know what happens next and where it's going and all of that good stuff. There's just no reason to pressure the actual words out right now.
It's a bit ridiculous but I'm still pretty reluctant to be online much. It feels ~dramatically exposed~ or something but something has to move foreward. It's like What About Bob. Did any of you see that brilliant film? Baby steps to the elevator. Baby steps to the elevator. Oh, Bill Murray. ♥
What else is there to say? Hmm oh: I have lost a lot of weight. I didn't need to lose a lot of weight but I did. So now I'm hovering at around a hundred pounds which is ahb-so-lutely GROTENDOUS let me tell you, but I'm working on upping that number by slowly reintroducing food to my stomach. Today I managed to keep down eggs and avocado. Alas, I have somehow contracted some sort of nasty jungle virus which is dramatic Liz-talk for I-have-a-sore-throat-and-a-fever.
ALSO A GIANT CANE SPIDER HAS JUST CRAWLeD ACROSS MY FLOOR OH GOD SO THERE GOES GOING TO BED. DNW, NATURE, DNW!! D=
Anyway, enough rambling. Hello, I am here, I have missed you all. *wavesnhugs*
Now I am going to nurse some tea and watch Rebel Without a Cause and hope that orange pekoe and James Dean are enough to protect me from my own head and toxic spiders and aching tonsils.
So yes, I disappeared. That was interesting. I'm not going to go into the reasons why because they are long and boring and incredibly personal but suffice it to say things have been less than awesome and when life gets less than awesome, I check out. Currently things are vacillating between 'shitty' and 'sombre' which is a good twelve feet above what the gauge has been reading lately.
Lacrimosa still exists. There are about four thousand words of the next chapter sitting in a file somewhere on my computer. I'm not really concerned with it right now, to be honest, although I do know what happens next and where it's going and all of that good stuff. There's just no reason to pressure the actual words out right now.
It's a bit ridiculous but I'm still pretty reluctant to be online much. It feels ~dramatically exposed~ or something but something has to move foreward. It's like What About Bob. Did any of you see that brilliant film? Baby steps to the elevator. Baby steps to the elevator. Oh, Bill Murray. ♥
What else is there to say? Hmm oh: I have lost a lot of weight. I didn't need to lose a lot of weight but I did. So now I'm hovering at around a hundred pounds which is ahb-so-lutely GROTENDOUS let me tell you, but I'm working on upping that number by slowly reintroducing food to my stomach. Today I managed to keep down eggs and avocado. Alas, I have somehow contracted some sort of nasty jungle virus which is dramatic Liz-talk for I-have-a-sore-throat-and-a-fever.
ALSO A GIANT CANE SPIDER HAS JUST CRAWLeD ACROSS MY FLOOR OH GOD SO THERE GOES GOING TO BED. DNW, NATURE, DNW!! D=
Anyway, enough rambling. Hello, I am here, I have missed you all. *wavesnhugs*
Now I am going to nurse some tea and watch Rebel Without a Cause and hope that orange pekoe and James Dean are enough to protect me from my own head and toxic spiders and aching tonsils.