Feel free to ignore this post if it makes you uncomfortable. It makes me uncomfortable.
Some of my fellow bloglodytes remember why I started this blog. It was an outlet, and a dumping ground for feelings that didn't have anywhere else to go. It was also, and I hope has been, a place to heal, grow and become less whiny. To try and shift my focus and energies onto something more productive than being sad. But it's nearly March, and I'm finding it difficult. I know some of you guys now, in a pixilated, ethernetty sort of way, so it doesn't feel like I'm just dumping my negativity into the nowhere anymore; it feels like I'm dumping it on people, and I'm sorry about that, but it's got to get out, or I'll explode and the mess in my office will be even bigger. So I'm trying to keep writing, trying to get everything ready for Thirdling's BD party, and just generally trying to keep my chin up, but I suspect I will not be my usual barrel of laughs this month.
Let's blame my overuse of commas on present circumstances, shall we?
Over and out.