That's where we are in the saga of Nifra and December. Total and complete lack of comprehension. I feel pretty fine about it. It's a little disquiting, but what can you do?
But, mainly, I think it's probably better than the hideous spiral into insanity and panic that will be this weekend. (Excited about that little snippet of the future are you? That's right, you should be. It may very well lead to me over-using my Crazy Eyes icon! Yes!)
But that's not what this post is about. This post is about fox1013 and how it isn't her birthday today. If it was her birthday today, then I would have finished my present for her, and I certainly still wouldn't be working on my present for slodwick either. No, no, if it was Amy's birthday, I'd be On Top Of Things.
If it was Amy's birthday, I'd probably write a big post about how much I love her, and think she's fabulous, and love to be angry when she's angry too so that the two of us can live in a little ball of happy-angryness, and I'd even talk a little bit about how I've forgiven her for her venemous attack on my disability (people with boar's legs are people, too, dammit!!!). But I'm not writing that post.
So, clearly, it isn't. I will continue reassigning birthdates as it becomes neccesary. I'm sorry, guys, that's just the way it's gotta be.