i should be sleeping.

instead, thanxs to ford's noxious influence (i'll take any excuse to use that word), i started rereading my first LJ posts. so, what did i discover? it took me a month and a half to deteriorate to the level i'm at now: posting random happenings with no meaningful content or useful information for my future self to look back on whatsoever. silly cymry.

( this is gonna get rambly )