*bleary*

So I...

my shoulders hurt. so cramped. from hauling luggage and hauling ass. and my father's insane and I should have requested a briefing on the new Family Dynamics Code before trying to defuse him, but... I didn't. currently on my mother's computer, because my father won't let my laptop on the network and I'm not sure when he'll finally be willing to. I may be heading to the library and feeding off their wi-fi every so often, however inconvenient that may be.

so no, mum's not the crazy one this time. at least, not with me... but I haven't let myself talk seriously with her so it's easier. and now that I've got that venting out of the way--

Pidge and I spent the afternoon watching Return of the Joker (thank you so much obi_wansgirl), and I realized/considered a lot of things that are probably going to get me back into writing "Pygmalion" so that's very good. In fact it's looking like, without consistent internets, I'm going to have a nice amount of writing time so yay. and also vidding (I'm hoping to get that done soon like tonight or tomorrow). and iconning, which I shall be doing busily and constantly and multitaskishly. though people with non-holiday requests will probably not get their icons before the 25.

cookies, by the way, will not be going out before christmas and I didn't realize until now that I might want to tell people this. it's not in the way my mind works for me to pin christmas gifts or christmas anything down to a deadline.

my flist is at skip=something awful, so ehm. I'll be playing catchup for a while.

and I hurt.
this family thing is not easy.

if anyone wants to get in touch with me, phone or text message please. it's in my userinfo.

much love,
Mel