Uhh...

[x_husk]

It's come to my attention that some of you folk are fairly convinced that I'm actually in a coma or dead somewhere and whatever Jono told you about/is seeing is a hallucination brought on by trauma.  By the way, uh, dark, kids.  Seriously.  Go watch some cartoons.

I am in fact here!  At the mansion!  Mostly running around trying to get things in order -- you have no idea how thankful I was to see that someone dusted our room while we were gone, I hate dusting -- and unpacking and what have you.  Also trying to organize my side of the lab since SOMEONE forgot that the textbooks and magazines/articles are together, but the notes are separate, and we organize by subject AND author.  Yeah, I'm looking at you, Robot Boy.

(That's a cartoon now.  Robot Boy.  It's about a wee robot that transforms into a giant fighting robot and is trying to learn how to be a real boy.  Um.)

Also, I need another nap.  It seems being a conduit + jetlag = woetired.

Hi?

Comments

[x-marrow.livejournal.com]

I stopped by last week, but you were still hiding. I mean organizing.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

That is the weakest excuse EVER, roomie. Especially when you know that my best friend works the video camera whatsits.

[x-marrow.livejournal.com]

Okay, so I'm also allergic to parents weekend. The front foyer was as far as I could go without breaking out into hives.

[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

See, that? I would totally buy.