I happen to know it's a bad idea to keep studying when your eyes are crossing and you can't spell, but I'm inclined to anyway. It's because I spent an ungodly amount of time earlier today trying to fix the epic fuckup that was my music collection. CDs were easier, I swear. Of course, then you'd need an inventory... Anyway, what happened is that I ( Read more... )

 I mean, really love them. Deep and abiding passion type love. However, they do not reciprocate - possibly because my love is split between them, and is really for the concept, and not the reality. The reality is that once I've written something on an index card, that card takes off for parts unknown cackling gleefully. Fortunately, I usually write ( Read more... )