It would've been her birthday today.

On my way home from class, I was walking down the street with my nose buried in a book, as usual.

Someone started talking to me. I'm sure it took her a few tries to get my attention.

"Are you watching the traffic?" she asked. She was an old lady, blonde, wearing a dark coat. I think she might have had glasses.

"Huh?"

"Are you watching the traffic while you're reading that book?"

I looked up, thought this over, and concluded that in fact I wasn't. Not a terribly good idea, it must be said.

"You should be more careful," she told me. "Your life is important."

I smiled and thanked her and kept walking with an eye on the cars.

It meant a lot to me to have someone say that my life is important, even though it was a stranger, even though I didn't really believe it.



I don't think I'm doing so well these days.

My mother's birthday was Nov 20th. It feels sort of morbid and awful to let it get to me like this, but for the third year in a row, it does anyway.

I have now revealed all the answers for that book meme from whenever ago.

Would you rent or buy the home of your dreams if a brutal murder had taken place there? What if you got to live there rent-free? Would you think twice if neighbors warned you that it was haunted? View 971 Answers

Fuck yes I would stay in a haunted house for free. Who wouldn't?

nicked from weaverandom and trelali

( la la la )

from ormery

- Take four TEN WHY NOT books off your bookshelf. - Write the first sentence - Write the last sentence on page fifty - Write the second sentence on page one hundred - Write the next to the last sentence on page one hundred fifty - Write the final sentence of the book - Let your friends guess what book it is.

( OK GO )

I did an art

:D

So I saw Where the Wild Things Are.

Man, that was a good movie. It reminded me of all the things I had forgotten about my childhood. I love it to bits. Even though it kinda made me cry.

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Okay so you know how I dream freaky sci-fi sometimes?

( I have not stopped. )

I am getting distracted from my procrastination by my work.

Read that again.

Yes.

:D

I HAS A VIRTUAL KITTEN

ISN'T SHE AD'AWWBLE

(game is high-maintenance but illegally cute, so join if you have daily free time and want a virtual kitty or puppy of your very own)

Via cazrolime. Now with more gender-neutral pronouns, because the way the quiz switched from "he" to "she" to "they" irked me.

( Original character meme, ported from deviantArt )

I don't feel like doing the whole meme. Here's the short version:

My illness is depression.

To me, this is normal.

Every time I try to figure out what I was like before the illness, I can't remember back to a time when I wasn't like this. I can remember times when it wasn't this bad: before my mother got sick. Before my first boyfriend and I had our first relationship troubles. Before I got whooping-cough in October of grade six and missed the rest of that year. But every time I go back farther, all I see is a smaller, cuter Pyth with a smaller, cuter version of my not-at-all-small and not-at-all-cute problems, being perhaps able to breathe easier for a while in between disasters.

If there are any further points I meant to address in this meme, I've forgotten what they were.

To the people I just defriended: sorry. My flist is too big for me to handle. It still is, actually, but I hate dropping people too much to do any more of it today.

...did I really need to dream about ( disturbing content? )

And it's gorgeous and sexy and it actually works! And it's nice and light and the design is simple and there are no rubber parts that are going to disintegrate or fucking lumpy scroll wheels that are going to gum up!

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

It is gone. Sadface.

Anyone wanna fix that? I'll make you two thousand icons. ...as soon as I replace my tablet, which has decided to impersonate a slab of rock. Thank you camwyn!