Chapter ten: in which I continue not to succeed at being sociable

[thanate]

I keep starting to post replies to people, and then stopping because I realize I don't have anything besides the obvious to say. I also appear to lack sufficient motivation to track down an appropriate doll wig or eyeballs, because it would involve searching through all kinds of unhelpfully labeled DOA marketplace threads, or re-locating the primary markets. Bah.

It is at least two hours past my bedtime, cold, and the TV keeps going on about football. I'm going back to bed.