stop! I said it's happening again, we're all wasting away
so I've been pretty much entirely cut off from the internet for the last month (or more? I am not good at time) except for when I sneak on at work and That One Guy From Accounting walks by my cubicle whenever I open anything REALLY REALLY GAY
which isn't that often, I think, I mean really
ANYWAY this is the first time I've gotten on my own computer in a while and I wanted anyone who still remembers who I am to know that I'm really sorry for disappearing and not keeping up--I'm all right and I miss you all. Whatever absence does to the heart, it's a bitch of a number.
let's pretend the fact that I can't even put together a coherent journal post, much less a conversation, is a function of the fact that it's 3 AM
okay
which isn't that often, I think, I mean really
ANYWAY this is the first time I've gotten on my own computer in a while and I wanted anyone who still remembers who I am to know that I'm really sorry for disappearing and not keeping up--I'm all right and I miss you all. Whatever absence does to the heart, it's a bitch of a number.
let's pretend the fact that I can't even put together a coherent journal post, much less a conversation, is a function of the fact that it's 3 AM
okay