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I know people worry. I'm alive. I'm... intact. Anyone that's been around me a couple years knows that I damn near always get nailed with a massive curl up under the blankets and sob depressive bout just before Christmas. I managed to fight it off a time or two, and thought I had managed it again this year. It turns out that that is not the case, and all I'd managed to do was postpone it a bit. It may take me a couple days to completely return - I'm at least aware of what's going on today and have worn myself out trying to fight my way out of it. But I'm not dead in a ditch somewhere, and I've not stormed off with my panties in a knot, and I'm not upset with anyone. Just give me a few days.

Fire/Merc/Panic/Lugh ... one of you or all of you PLEASE tell Quincy? She worries herself half to death and never remembers to check here.

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Pretty much just quizzes. I'm... here. There's no enthusiasm for much of anything, beyond the fact that I'm craving a cigarette and maybe a chili dog.

( Quizes, ganked from jcrow, who apparently knows the girl that made 'em... )

*shrugs* My mood seems to be trying to climb out of the cellar. Maybe by evening I'll manage 'sociable'.

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Thank you, Fox-sama. Having somehow missed the knock at the door heralding Mr UPS yesterday, I camped in the living room with a book. Your package arrived about ten minutes ago, seemingly safe and sound... adding a pair of WSCSI drives and controller, and a cumulative 256mb RAM upgrade for the G3 (what's in it are 128's, what came in the box was a pair of 256's).

And Kingdom Hearts 2. I've promised myself that I'll beat the original on the PS2 before I start playing it... which is complicated by the fact that I'm already deeply hooked into Final Fantasy Tactics Advance...