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Sooooooooo, it’s been over two months since I’ve posted anything here? Weird! And kind of unintentional. I keep meaning to pop my head back in and then I don’t, but as I’m finally about to finish up ME:A, I might try a little harder. I keep getting spooked by notifications for an old post that I wish had died a quiet death long, long ago, but I guess IT IS WHAT IT IS.
Anyway, HOW IS EVERYONE?
Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinally finished ME:A, holy crow it isn’t even that long a game...
I appear to have missed all of tumblr’s reaction to it, because I’m seeing barely any mention of it on my feed.
I’ve sort of been on an accidental hiatus this past week, but while I was gone I made a Thing to illustrate my love for the role model that is Dr. Ellie Sattler! I’ve never cross stitched before, but I’m hooked.
(Pattern by FandomCrossStitchery on etsy.)
PS: did you know cross stitching is so extreme you could chip a tooth? I didn’t, but here we are.
So, the results came back normal?? And I’m kind of deflated, because I really thought we had figured it out, but instead we’re testing other things but I’m also going on anxiety meds about a decade too late and I’ll be screened for ADHD.
Do me a solid, 2017. Give me back my brain.
I get that it's really popular these days, but I find misanthropy to be one of the most exhausting personality traits.
I've now commissioned art for a story I haven't written, so it's probably time to fight my way through the fog, lol.
When my tiny peanut not-even-one-and-a-half year old is done with a cheese stick, she toddles into the kitchen, pulls open the garbage drawer, throws it away, and shuts the drawer behind her, and she also follows me around the house yelling “Mom! Mom! Mom!” and then hands me things she picked up off the floor that need to be either thrown or put away, and I don’t *really* put stock in astrology, but if that isn’t the Virgo-est thing...
