Moving. I don't recommend it.

I apologize to my 1 follower (EEK IS INTERNET FAMOUS I THINK I WILL GO EXPLODE NOW) (NO I LITERALLY HAD A SQUEAL ATTACK AND AN ADHD ATTACK AND I JUMPED AROUND THE HOUSE FOR A BIT... THANKS, FOLLOWER) for not posting anything for, like, a thousand years. But I've been busy-- I've moved, you see.

Moving (noun/verb/transitive fancy technical term thingy)-- A very stressful process that makes a family that is already strained due to a bratty teenager (self...) explode. Multiple times. Not recommended for any carbon-based life forms.

There you have it.

The distance of the move doesn't matter, though a move that takes 3 days (NOT FUN. DO NOT ATTEMPT UNLESS YOU ARE A TRAINED PROFESSIONAL) will be slightly less stressful than a move that takes 10 minutes (STILL NOT FUN. DON'T DO IT.).

Basically, this post is a pathetic excuse for my trying not to freak out about someone real actually commenting on one of my posts.

I just deleted, like, 5 pages of text because it was all extremely creepy stuff about how alike my follower and I are, except my follower probably isn't as creepy.

Strike that-- DEFINITELY isn't as creepy.

No one is as creepy as me *facepalms*

So yeah.

Yay for being ADD, right? Heh.