So yeah. December's been... Sub-par, I suppose. What with people dying and me trying to figure out college funding and whatnot. Yikes. Things are moving along way too fast for me; I'm having a hard time keeping up. I glanced at my time and date display and almost had a heart attack. It doesn't feel like only two weeks since I was dancing like an idiot while cleaning my living room and putting up our Christmas tree. That feels like frecking AGES ago. *pout*
Anywho, Lynx wants a shower and a cup of tea to accompany her knitting. She feels as if this blanket is growing, because this last edge is taking for-frecking-ever. So Lynx would like to finish that tonight... She should probably stop speaking/ typing in third person. It's weird.
Ciao,
Lynx
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