Oh heeyyyyyyy, blog-I-haven’t-written-anything-for-in-a-year-and-a-half. Sorry? Not sorry? Kind of unsure how to feel about my time away? I’ll go with that last one.
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There’s no doubting I’ve been in a mood lately, and things have been happening so fast and at such weird times and in terrible and terrific ways. It also doesn’t help that Daylight Savings is an evil sucking assface.
In other news, I figured out how to operate the remote for my camera! (There were victory arms.)
So, just like everybody and their great-grandma, I’ve been listening to Taylor Swift’s 1989 on hardcore repeat since the day it came out, and I am loving it. What was I before “Bad Blood” or “Style”? Dark and without life, I imagine. On another note, Life (yes, with a capital L – we’re getting serious here) has been hella confusing, in the way that 90% of it isn’t but the remaining 10% is VERY CONFUSING TO A CONCERNING DEGREE. Halp.
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