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Just cut myself with scissors. I feel so smart.

Suddenly remembered parts of the dream I had last night, which involved me being apparently in Germany, and saying to someone that I should be looking for chinawolf who lives nearby, but the scenary was nothing like Tine's home. Then there was something about aeroplanes or racing a car down some path... I think there were some birds as well, crows or some kind of large black birds, like in anime.

>__>

My back hurts

Hey. So, I don't often do this anymore (the last time I did this it cost me heavily), but people who owe me tags, please get on with it? Do I suck? Have I been giving out loads of dead tags? Every log I have atm have not been moving anywhere for weeks, some even months. With one log I can say it's because the other person is busy, with so many I can only say the problem is over on my side. But why isn't anyone telling me what the problem is? You guys just say nothing every time I bring it up. If you don't want to play with me, why don't you just say so?

Please finish the logs we have ongoing and I won't make anyone write with me again.

*deep breaths*

Sorry.

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The moral of the story is to never stay awake after I've taken my medicine. It always brings out the worst in me, I always make the worst posts at night like that.

Went to Canary Wharf today. I've been there a couple of times and it still feels like a film set or a place from an RPG. The sun was out and after lunch we sat outside at a bar and had some Pimms and long islands. There went most of my Sunday.

Dead tired. Lack sleep. Going to catch up with it now.