make entries about what happens in my life so people who read my ramblings don't get bored when I have nothing to say about my goals.

I’d typed something, clicked “Preview” to see how it looked, then changed my mind about posting it here on 43T, but by that screen there’s no “cancel” button, so I have to type something here so as not to leave a “this comment was deleted”.

Yesterday I figured out why I’m missing Violet Sharp more and more.

I just had to stop watching a music video because other people might be doing the same thing.

_{That isn’t actually as weird as it sounds.}

Submerged in the tub, surrounded by bubbles of blueberry and Valerian, smoking a fat cigar whilst reading The Raven.

And then it was over.

I didn’t delete, I just deactivated. I’ll be back later.

I’m still alive, and I’ll be back properly tomorrow, but before then there’s a very important comment I need to make.

Two of my friends have been vilified and I’m not about to let that pass unchallenged so I must go and set the record straight. I expect Sherlock will block me too. Such is life.

Thirty-four unread messages and not a single notification.

Argh!

I feel pukey and digestively-unhappy. If I throw up it’ll be the third time in as many weeks. Interesting.

Blah blah blah… hide in a hole… blah blah blah… depression… blah blah blah… bored… blah blah blah… reboot!

Check out the file number for my entry about my lack of godliness. It’s a sure sign I’m in league with dark forces.