Because I think too much, and nothing comes of it but sadness and maybe the odd song that never comes to light. Damn my insomnia and holiday-fucked sleeping patterns. Did around twenty minutes of DDR the other day in the hope of fixing them via exercise. Nothing came of it except me getting annoyed at my stuffed up dance mat (which apparently will ( Read more... )

Therefore, a not-so-rambly version of my earlier entry shall commence.

Chris has been at long last been peer pressured into getting an LJ. He forgot to log out, so naturally I went and posted a couple of times, added to his userinfo and friends list, uploaded icons, and turned the whole thing bright pink. At the time of writing it appears he has ( Read more... )