I was planning to go to bed by 2 am last night, which, for me, is early, but as it turns out. I didn’t. Which means I missed Cath, like, completely. Argh. 
it’s awful missing rp partners with busy as hell schedules. D: It really doesn’t help that she’s in the UK, either.
Anyway, I didn’t go to bed last night when I wanted too not because I did the usual and got distracted, but because my little sister got sick. Poor doll, she was still sick today – though I think she’s getting better. Mum thinks it might have been the heat, we’re getting weather near 40°C at the moment, which is something like 105°F, I think. Or, in translation: REALLY. FUCKING. HOT.
Amen.
Dear heat, please go pick on somewhere else.
No Love, the winter lover.
P.S. If you are like this right through February again, I might seriously consider penguin hunting.
