So, In case it hasn't been thoroughly established, I hate it when my computer gets internet raped, and then becomes infected, and subsequently dies. My dear mother has been kind enough to let me use her computer for some sanctioned internet use, so I'll still be able to post, but it is a royal pain in the ass.

I've also diagnosed myself with artistic ADD, particularly where writing is concerned. Too many ideas floating about. But I am trying to hold my focus on Aidan and company for now. Wish me luck.

And as always, stay freaky