And. I don't know. It's dumb, but I've been feeling ridiculously scattered and disconnected and. Many things. Lately, and this solves NONE of them, but it's nice?
In any case, hi LJ. I had a whole plan to clean the fuck out of my room today. And I still have this plan. Only it got a tiny bit derailed in favour of reading really questionable fanfic and wading through immigration legislation.
I'm making active efforts at cleaning and getting rid of stuff, and while necklaces clearly aren't the main problem, I have a FUCKTON of them. I love making jewelry, but I don't wear half of it, and I don't have the mental capacity to deal with Etsy right now.
Between the four hours of sleep I've been getting the last few nights, and the 324198410423 assignments I suddenly have this week, I've officially got the coherency of a rock.
So instead of doing anything useful, like any of the 324198410423 assignments, or responding to comments (I will! I promise!), I'm posting a picspam.
I'm sure you'll all be surprised to hear that it will contain Stephane Lambiel.