only I don't want to, because I'm busy.
I'd rather be reading, so I am.
Many sorries for absenteeism while reading many stories. Invisibly here among the spiders & their webs; was going to dust them out but thought they might deserve it more than I for the moment - perhaps they'll eat the bugs.
Miss the old icons, being able to read the front page. Damn - am posting to the wrong site first again. Out of practise in all these small ways, off to put myself right. [...wanders down Internet street...]
Ah, here I am amongst a different set of spiders. Like the format better here. Different icons: McGonagall looks sad in the ones I've got.
Oh, right, what'm'I reading?
...gimme a minute to figure out how I link it on this site now...
Hell, I give up for now -
There. This has already taken too long so I'm back to reading too late into the evening before a trip into the city tomorrow afternoon for brunch & possibly a wheelchair-roll (motor or friends pushing) through a local light show of the evening, with much reading through the day.
Forecast: arthritis pain & the scrape of turning pages.
(Hey now, the Current Arthritis Index only predicts me at a High pain now! No wonder I feel better after today's prior Very High indication, and ever the prayer tomorrow shan't be Extreme, amen, etc.)
...didn't mean to but almost posted this to a dead old telly-fandom group, what a mess'm I... But so's dreamwidth since it ate this post the last time I tried it. Won't even worry yet if email will eat comments.
[Crossposted from dreamwidth.]