woke up from a My Little Pony dream. there's no hope left for me, nor can I pretend to be cool anymore. sigh.

god please someone make it stop raining, this is ridiculous D:

modem's dead. or moribund, at least.

hm. low moods = no updating this place. how odd...

working on a handmade Mother's Day card for my Mum!

in the words of that one Oho Jee in Mario & Luigi: Superstar Saga...I tired...

why do I have the bloody aircon on in bloody MAY T___T

still dreaming of San Junipero...

"hahah, like the FF7 House?" "yeah, haha...ha...kinda...exactly like it..." "...oh my god."

social.yesterweb appears to be down...again. :/ I want to stay in the community, but the downtime is driving me mad...

thing no one tells you about trauma survival: some days are just going to be memories replaying themselves over and over.

"maybe i'll go get eaten by a shark on fire with laser eyes or whatever."

I miss eight hour AIM marathons and injokes and tummy flutters when journals were updated...

furiously Googling "how to survive intensified hell for six months+"

damn. forgot this was a thing. who's surprised, honestly.

almost everything moved and safe <3

coding coding coding away~ got the worst of the data entry out of the way, thank goodness!

me: I'm gonna do webstuff today! no slacking off! my host: lol nope, maintenance 'til 4

moving and re-entering info into databases. oh, it's such tremendous fun. hooray. woot.

listening to old-school Tori and wondering if I'll ever get out of this