So.

I think we have rather deftly established that Chronos and I are horrible people. Two-odd months without a single peep from either kid--you'd be forgiven for thinking we'd died and gone to heaven hell heaven. Well, forgiven by Chronos, at least. (Although this may have something to do with the fact that she has all but forgotten FG's existence over the course of the aforesaid two-odd months.) But me, on the other hand... well, I'm here and I'm mad and I'm typing and it's precisely 1:01 in the morning and this is going to fucking hurt.

Because I miss FG. I know nobody ever read us consistently at all, but I miss splashing around in a textual back-and-forth between Miss Chronos and myself. We had wonderful fun for the six or so months that FerretGun ran on time and then we had wonderful fun for the following two months that FerretGun sort of stumbled along and then the last two months were just plain horrible, horrible, horrible. There was hardly any time left between school assignments to take a poke at posting and what little time we actually found was mostly eaten up by feeling guilty for not having enough motivation to pick up the guts to take a poke at posting again. I do believe the term is "vicious circle". No matter how you look at it, FG simply fell by the wayside as we tried our very best to keep our heads above water.

But I think... I think we have a handle on things now. As much of a handle as we can ever have, anyway. Will our interaction with the calm, bullshit-riddled fields of FerretGun increase as a result of this? I don't know. I hope it will, but I don't know.

I would finish ranting, but there's nobody left to care, and I have a sneaking sinking feeling that there never was anybody who cared in the first place.

I would apologize, but there's nobody left to apologize to, and I have a sneaking sinking feeling that there never was anybody in the first place.

... oh, oh, isn't self-pity such a marvellous thing?

sarcasm sarcasm sarcasm

~Mnem