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I'm still alive. Just... very busy, very tired. Spent the past evening flyering with payback, which as always was more fun than it ever should be... came back home, read one borrowed graphic novel [Blue Monday], ate breakfast burrito then passed out into a state of pure oblivion. Quite the feat after all the coffee I'd ingested while on our flyering rounds.
The drama factor seems to have petered out a bit, for which I'm infinitely grateful, and maybe now I can get back to having some fun and being a little more social. If, of course, I ever stop being tired again.