But as with normal dates, I lurk here alone in my fetid pit of creepiness and despair.

What I do in my pit is mostly sleep, apparently. It’s a long weekend, so I can put off shopping until Monday and just deliquesce here. I was on call all afternoon, but absolutely nothing happened to force me to do anything.

Read: Shikimori’s Not Just A Cutie vol 5 (Keigo Maki): Sports festival chapter, which of course Shikimori is good at so it’s more about the less obviously awesome side characters. I might have exhausted my interest, though.

Written: 311, which is coincidentally the number of flavors at Basking Shark Ice Cream. Maybe I should write more kitten words, but it would still be too easy and nobody would care.