At Aubrianne's behest, I write another blog entry. I really have nothing to say, other than "Hello there, I live!" In looking for something to say, however, I noticed that my pillow had been tossed halfway across the room.
How in the heck did that happen?
Did some goblin secret themselves into my room, gently lift my head and steal the pillow?
Did I have a dream about some evil creature that can only be dispatched using pillow magic?
I have no idea, but the fact remains that beneath my head is a mattress, while half the room away is my pillow.
On a possibly-related note, my neck hurts.
I didn't get to talk to Aubrianne today. I noticed she messaged me about an hour before I woke up, sadly. I wasn't thinking about the significant time difference when I didn't set an alarm. I'm a little disappointed that I missed her, but I'll make sure to be up tomorrow when she's on.
I'll bet you miss me, loyal readers. I know that I'm the center of your internet life and you check my blog daily (if not HOURLY!) for any impending updates! That said, I miss none of you, having ascended past the need for such visceral things as a "readership." Also, I post bi-monthly (if you're lucky), and I do crazy things like throw my pillow across the room WHILE sleeping on it!
You really should get something better to do.
Consider this a metaphorical finger-wagging!
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Perhaps you should post more, dork? X-P
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