i owe emails. i owe comments. i owe many, many things. mainly, though, all i seem to be able to do is whine/rage/weep. and i've got a month of this to look forward to. and so do you, as readers of my painjournal. er, livejournal.
so, in lieu of any actual content, i will instead make demands: porn and cake. that's what i want, petulant/exhausted four year old that i am.