{Insert Random 'The Who' Lyrics Here}

*stares at screen*

ummm...

*blinks*

*shivers, and watches fingers develop frostbite in the freezing 24 Hour IT Center*

Y'know, I used to be so good at recording feelings on computer (or, rather, the internet), but something's different now. Maybe it's just that so much of what I would say is actually being read by other people (or, hey, maybe not... It is a hell of a lot of angst a hell of a lot of the time *wry smile* ); then again, it may be that it's just so different recording opnions and emotions when I'm in a public place that I now tend to shrug my shoulders and say "Sod it".

Actually, on consideration, I'm fairly sure it's the latter. *grin*

So. Yeah. Mmmm.

Been mostly wibbly these past... Well, some amount of time... 3 weeks? Yeah, 'bout that. Mostly I'm able to grin-and-bare-it, but sometimes... Muh. On the one hand, Call of Cthulhu has been distracting me (and is a whole lot of fun), but on the other... Grah. (Yes, yes, fear the angst. Fear it I tell you {/deadpan}). (Oh, and the ending to Stardust didn't cheer my up any. Yes, it is a kickass book of w00tness, but... Augh. Nevermind. :p )

You know what I prob'ly hate most about not living in our house whilst it's being done-up? No. Music. All my music is on my computer, which is back at the parent's house, and it's so mind-meltingly infuriating. Grrr. All the Mozart, the Simon and Garfunkel, the Massive Attack... Rasputina... All. Gone. *melancholy sigh*

Ah well.

*frown*

Oh, I'm also mostly poor for the next few days (until the 1st of August), so if I'm not all sociable and stuff, that may be why. Or it may be that I've just gone so unbelieveably loopy that I've decided to walk the hundred odd miles back home just to listen to the recording of 'Aida' that's there (tho' that is rather unlikely, it has to be said).