Another day, another menstral arc...

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I finally got my period, and I never thought I'd be glad to say it. But there are fewer worries when you're Regular (why does that sound like that should be a song from "Avenue Q"?) After all, that means that everything still working in spot on ship shape and they haven't become black holes of DOOM (my humblest apologizes to my roomie, but your ovaries have made me come to terms with mine) AND it also means that there was no immaculate conception going on behind my back, so it's all good!!

And so the waves of the crimson tide roll on...




For those of you who were wise and ignored that cut, have a biscuit.

In other news, Nibs faltered last week, Nibs being the fledging writing group that I have sort of taken under my controlling and ambitious pen. What can I say? Jenni was ill, I was nauseous, and Brian was MIA for the critical moment were I called the meeting into a hasty retreat back to warm blankets and comfy beds. I am most eager as to what this week's Nibs meeting might hold for us, which might be DOUBLY interesting cause Wyatt is going it be in town that night...OH!!! I must remember to tell him to bring some writing with him!! I know he'll jump at the opportunity! Rock on.

The tentative planning for this year's NaNoWriMo is underway, and we shall see how it goes--hopefully, it will go WELL. Like 50,000 words well.

In other news, Wyatt is coming down to the city this weekend for Game On NY, http://www.gameonny.com/ He also *hint*Wyatt*Hint* will be bringing my gaming opium, Resident Evil 1. I patiently await for our attempt to finish the game this time. I know we can do it. I KNOW we can.

In other news...OUR INTERNET IS DOWN AGAIN. As I type, I'm in the computer lab in Tisch Hall. And I'm rather pissed at RCN. I know the account is under my name, but I REALLY want Lindsay to call them so she can rip them a new one about it would be NICE to have internet for longer than a WEEK. It's so weird though...this time, the cable modem says there's cable, the router says there's internet, but our computers don't. RCN and it's minions are TAUNTING us.

Hopefully, we won't have to wait for a fucking technician. Oh please, God, NO!!!

Anywho, I should be heading back to Water St. now, so I'll talk to you crazy cats and dolls later! Realize that I'm not online for a REALLY good reason...RCN has got Lindsay and I by the balls we don't have!!

...I'll leave you to figure how that's possible on your own.