Happy New Year, Plurkers!

Oh, by the way. After swearing to us that she wouldn't do anything drastic until we'd got a flat at least lined up, Sheno's mother sold the fucking house. We have eight weeks to find somewhere and move out.

Hay Plurk. I'm at home with Ma and kittens for New Year's, even despite the train journey from hell yesterday. Will probably be more responsive than the past two months combined. Also, tagging may happen.

The most important decisions of today: Which missions to take Fenris and Anders on, so they don't get into girly slap-fights over mages and fuck up my friendship stats.

Also doubleplurk but I get a pass because I haven't been properly online in a month: I turned 25 on Christmas Eve. still feel fifteen.

THE DAY HAS FINALLY ARRIVED. I'M BACK, BITCHES.

Merry Christmas, Plurkers! Ilu, and I hope you're all safe, warm and fat on Christmas dinner!

HEY GUYS. I'm gonna try and get online on the day, but thought I might as well say merry Christmas everyone, and I love and miss you all. <3

Sheno and folks found three big boxes full of old comics in the attic recently. Take a wild guess what we spent yesterday doing!