I did not want bot-follows for my birthday.
I'm alive. I'm still a bit sick. I'm tired. I'll go on that adventure when I'm compleatly sickness-free.
You know what? As soon as I'm no longer sick I'm gonna go on an ADVENTURE! Go outside, take some pictures, drink some tea, that kind of stuff!
I watched Daft Thoughts again...and I have an entire Daft Punk playlist...so it was only a matter of time.
(Also that “Keytar” looks very VERY not playable. But I’m no expert.)
Ok, so I had a near-death experience at 4 AM this morning, (I nearly choked to death, -100/10 would not recommend,) and I nearly choked again just an hour or so ago? So yeah, I'm not gonna promise anything unless I'm SURE I'll survive.
Before anyone asks: I've been to the semi-emergency ward already, recieved medicine, and I'm taking said medicine. I just made the dumbass mistake of trying to hack up this goddamned mucus too soon.
You know what? As soon as I'm no longer sick I'm gonna go on an ADVENTURE! Go outside, take some pictures, drink some tea, that kind of stuff!
What do you call a Transformer that's looking particularly good?
Alpha FLYon.
The promised better ones! (The one that...hopefully ends up under the cut has some blood...it’s not all that gruesome, but some people are more squeemish than others, and I don’t wanna ruin anyone’s day...)
Like I said; not all that gruesome. But still; better safe than sorry, right?
I drew a silly little picture for fun...
...aaaand filled the entire rest of the page with text that's just me rambeling about what story I could tell and other vaugly related stuff.
Oops.