I just wanted to take a moment to say hello to flist and you all know that I miss you and that I'm still alive. This has been a horrible year for me in RL, and I've just withdrawn to my proverbial cave, so to speak. But hopefully I'll be re-inspired once Book 7 rolls around.
My Godfather died this weekend. Now granted this was foreseeable and we weren't particularly close, but it's just one more tragedy that I've had to deal with in recent months. And coupled with my dad's recent heart attack, my grandmother's death, and other family-related hospitalizations, I am beginning to get numb.
Honestly, I dread when my mom calls me on her cell phone now because I'm classically conditioned to think that somebody died or is really sick. Maybe that's what RL is about, but I've never had this much RL drama in a few months time.
Whatever. I'm sorry I haven't responded to comments lately but I do read them - I just don't have much to say right now.
Except for one thing -- fuck Warriors for Innocence! I wish those folks an afterlife filled with lots of Fred/George slash and staged readings from pornish_pixies.