And so, like, the internet, man, it's like, wow.

third_monday fic is finally complete after total fail-getting on my part; not only is it late, it also had the misfortune to have been written in a state of *________* tired, where my words not only did their usual swapping-out-with-homonyms thing, but in fact got up and danced around and mocked my schedule for the next five days (NO DAY IS LESS THAN TWELVE HOURS LONG, WHY, WHY, WHY). charlie_d_blue, without you I'm nothing I'd have died. Those emails? Saved my life.

Then I went to this meme place thing and generated myself a haiku, and this is what I got:

Haiku2 for karanguni
once in a while smiling and holding out that hand gets you so much
@ aboutmylife.netadvogato.orgblogger.comblogs.gnome.orgblogspot.comdeadjournal.comgreatestjournal.cominsanejournal.comlivejournal.commyspace.comspaces.msn.com
Created by Grahame

And then I thought of all the awesome people around me, and the world, it righted itself. Or at least propped itself back a few degrees. ♥

*goes off to chill for 8 hours of sleep*