Hey! I'm back from moping. Watched a little bit of Kingsman yesterday and when Eggsy was crying because all his comrades had died, Merlin told him, "Remember your training. Follow Doomsday Protocol, then you can grieve." Eggsy immediately put on a straight face and got to work. So I guess here I am, NOT grieving the fact that we were heading for a good start, only to fall off a tiny cliff. The last few days have been somewhat of a scramble to respond to the sudden announcemen

ACF v3.0 was God’s gift to me this year. You can stop reading here if you think “here’s another one of her Godly stories again.” But the entire journey since we got wind that there was a unit that fit all our criteria was available up until the 19th of June (when we were allowed to ACTUALLY PROPERLY OPEN) was unlike any other. And I do wish to immortalize it in cyberspace. I’ll attempt to bring you through the timeline without too many yawns and thoughts of “when is she going

Grandpa meets some rude dudes and I come across some unexpected cash.

It’s week 2 of the #circuitbreaker and I’m already barely holding my shit together.