Apologizing to the internet
...so life happened. And internet. And long story short, I get distracted by stuff and then realize I haven't really checked stuff in nearly long enough and have fics I need to write and poke my account to find OMFG, 50+ things in my inbox.
...probably at least half of which I should be responding to. Say, a week ago.
INFINITE APOLOGIES to anyone I've failed to get back to (or whatever) over the last couple weeks. I'll be going through my stuff (probably tomorrow) and trying to read/review/respond/write/allthatstuff. In all probability, the majority of people I've failed to get back to will never read this but I completely lack the coherency to try and get through all (or any significant portion) of this stuff before going to sleep.
SO SORRY, INTERNET-PEOPLES! I WILL BE BACK.
...I also give ~45% odds that I will see this post tomorrow and wonder what substance I was abusing. The answer is none. For the record, future-me. For the record.
...probably at least half of which I should be responding to. Say, a week ago.
INFINITE APOLOGIES to anyone I've failed to get back to (or whatever) over the last couple weeks. I'll be going through my stuff (probably tomorrow) and trying to read/review/respond/write/allthatstuff. In all probability, the majority of people I've failed to get back to will never read this but I completely lack the coherency to try and get through all (or any significant portion) of this stuff before going to sleep.
SO SORRY, INTERNET-PEOPLES! I WILL BE BACK.
...I also give ~45% odds that I will see this post tomorrow and wonder what substance I was abusing. The answer is none. For the record, future-me. For the record.