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So. I was actually going to do that whole postcard thing this year. Even bought some and was just working up the energy to make a post about it.

Thaaaaat will probably have to wait another year. It's all right, though. I think I buy Christmas cards that I never send every year. I should have quite the collection around in assorted cabinets and drawers.

The reason that I don't believe it will doable this year is that I'm kind of distracted at the moment.

( TW to be safe about detailed health issues with my unborn baby and possible consequences.Collapse )

So, long story short, almost all my underwear and my gaming laptop are in Odense and I'm in Copenhagen, and they won't even guess for how long I need to stay here.

Pregnancy. I love it. But at least Maz is a real sweetheart, doing everything he can to make me more comfortable. Hell, when he saw my "roomie" struggling to get out of bed, presumably to get dinner (although I'm sure a nurse would have obliged her, especially since she eats so little to begin with), he asked if he could get it for her. Of course, he also helps little old ladies get on and off the bus and console strangers' offspring if they get a boo-boo etc. I mean, he's annoying, but I'm with him for a reason.

Reader rant ahoy. I have to warn you, though. It's that time of the month.

Been a while since my last Bracelet update and there's a perfectly good explanation for that.

I. Am. Turned. OFF!!

By no means by the story but by the readers. Some of them, in any case. Not all of you, obviously.

Here's why:

( GTFO if you're just going to get butthurt!Collapse )

TL;DR: Two weeks is NOT a long wait for a chapter. Pissing the author off will not lessen the wait but may actually lengthen it indefinitely. Why the fuck do you want updates anyway if you hate the story enough to dictate how it rather should go?

Stop reading/partaking in discussions where you know people's opinions are going to annoy you. Really, it's counter-productive. Go write instead. Yeah, that's right, write and live and let live.

And put away that lighter fluid. You can't set fire to the interweb anyway.