Welcome to... January

[crantz]

In June I posted a to-do list and here's what I ended up doing:

I went to Minneapolis! I saw Ann!

I saw Wonder Woman.

I saw Lego Batman but I had to rent it off itunes - twice. There was a glitch the first time and instead of fixing it, they made me pay twice.

I ran auexchange with TDC and Morbane and I hated every second (not my co-mods, they were good people) and now it's TDC's exchange and you should participate because the fic part was actually a lot of fun okay I didn't hate EVERY second. I produced 3 fics I was pretty proud of.

I did not write the Poirot ghost detective fic. Maybe in 2018, oui?

I dropped out of press_start_comm but completed a full size treat and was unmatchable in fic_corner so I opted to let the mod delete me. I'm deleted. I don't exist anymore.

I cleaned! My apartment looks great.

I did not eat. If you're deleted, you don't need to eat. Hahha actually I got diabetes. Great times.

I wrote a bunch of ghost stories! I hung out with friends. I got a B+ in my university art course and filled an entire sketchbook with a drawing a day!

I started playing World of Warcraft again. It's okay. I'm okay. I'll be okay.

Comments

[cyprinella]

Aw, pancreas, no. :(

[phosfate]

There may be places in the world that have greater levels of consumerist insanity than the MoA, but I think you have to go to Dubai or some shit to find them. The weird thing is how much blank white space there is. You don't notice until you try to photograph it. Or go to one of the restrooms at the end of a two-block corridor.

I am wondering if there's an underground level like they have at Disney, for deliveries and maintenance, or hidden corridors between the outer wall and the inner shops.

Also, if something dies in the aquarium, do they eat it? Do they send it to a university for dissection?

And how does that anime place stay open with no staff and people visibly walking out with unpaid merchandise?

I have questions.

[crantz]

stupid pancreas. I host you for three decades and what do you do? You betray me