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So. New year. Whoop. Christmas was ok, if anyone was wondering - nothing spectacular, but some solid 'yeah, that's pretty good' happened. I'm still not talking to the foxie, and today was the first time I'd thought of him in a week or so. I'm getting to that happy point where the time we spent together don't come to mind so often. That's a good thing.
Ah, life. Um, it is the same as it's been for a while, now - I have a penny-ante job answering texted questions for kgbkgb, I had bronchitis a few months ago, I've lost a few pounds of weight (woo) but otherwise things are very very much as they were at the beginning of this year. Not that I don't have hope that things'll get better, but I swear, if I keep getting sleepier and sleepier, I'm not gonna do anything. Not a 'I need to sleep' sleepy, but a 'I have no physical energy' sleepy. Maybe it's the winter.
Anyway, things are ok. Shit, there's not a lot of me to talk about, to be honest. If anybody still reads this thing, put me up a message in the comments.
Ah, life. Um, it is the same as it's been for a while, now - I have a penny-ante job answering texted questions for kgbkgb, I had bronchitis a few months ago, I've lost a few pounds of weight (woo) but otherwise things are very very much as they were at the beginning of this year. Not that I don't have hope that things'll get better, but I swear, if I keep getting sleepier and sleepier, I'm not gonna do anything. Not a 'I need to sleep' sleepy, but a 'I have no physical energy' sleepy. Maybe it's the winter.
Anyway, things are ok. Shit, there's not a lot of me to talk about, to be honest. If anybody still reads this thing, put me up a message in the comments.