Remember those weird dreams I talked/rambled/tinfoiled about having last year? Well, lumpies and germs, I'm done procrastinating on thinking about them - 'cause, like, they're probably going to come back for revenge.

In other news, I've picked up writing again, and aside from that my exercise is going well.

It still feels like doomsday will be upon us, but I'm gonna try to focus on cleaning my own outlook up.