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Feh.

That's all I have to say. Just... just... feh.

I hate soap operas, but I find that now I have one unfolding right before my eyes. Or maybe it's several. Heck, I don't know, how many separate plotlines can one of those things hold?

We've got the apparently now ex-boyfriend (that situation seems to have resolved itself while neither of us were looking... something which still weirds me out quite a bit, but which I'm fully preparet do accept), who keeps getting himself in all sorts of emotional situations, causing me no end of worry (but don't worry, Sam, I'm apparently built for worryin' about others, since it ain't killed me yet!). We've got the other friend who's getting closer to him, and who's also a source of worry in and of herself, as well as causing worry because I know what she's getting herself into, and I don't know if it will mesh with what her mindset already is. And then, in a completely different subplot, we've got the long-lost former best friend who we could potentially run into at any time, thus creating all sorts of problems considering that there's a NEW best friend in the picture, and then in ANOTHER another subplot we've got the friend whose family problems make my previous terror of my father look like nothing in comparison.

Does that make absolutely no sense? Thought so.

Does it also make it sound like I'm part of this damned soap opera instead of merely being an observer? Well, feh.

It'd probably help if I weren't so tired, eh? I sound all depressed when really I'm not at all! Just worried. I could say "no could can come from this", but that's not entirely true. It's just that I'm very good at being worried and seeing all the bad outcomes when it's... uh... 12:30 in the spoony morning. My alarm's going off in seven hours! Why aren't I in bed?!

'Cause I'm posting to this journal thingy.

Oy.

when we hunt, we all function with one mind

I just suddenly realized that I'm supposed to have five chapters read for history tomorrow, and I haven't even found the books I'm supposed to be reading from. Whee! Maybe I'll be awake enough in the morning to skim it and at least catch the themes in case I need to talk on it in class... certainly ain't awake enough now. Look how incoherently I'm writing! Whee!

Yay, SocialMUX just died. That's, what, the second time today? And only about the millionth in the last few days for me. That's presumably my problem, though, since Chris stays perfectly put while I bounce painfully... blerg, eat Social. Eat foon in general, in fact. Everything on x.n is being dead for me. Stupid, stupid foon! I shall thwap it. That should teach it, eh? At the very least, it should be fun. Whee violence!

If you're bored, go here. I think that's the right link. It's a webcomic called Fans! which I've heard a lot about but for some reason only got around to poking today. There's a lot of it, and it's very lovely, and I cannot for the life of me figure out how these guys are able to write/draw s'damn much goodness. Conspiracy, I wot. Wotwotwotwotwot. Wot!

~poit