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[creationvolpe]

I'm finally posting to my Dreamwidth account. I'm not sure how to feel about it. I hope it goes well! I have no idea what the hell I'm doing. It feels very different from Tumblr, and that's been my main social media account for so long, I almost don't know what to do with myself. But it's really time to stop using that, unfortunately. Especially as there's another protest period coming up. But I'm hoping to write more often, so maybe I can help put some words out here. The more I write, the better. I just wish it didn't feel quite so much like pulling teeth. The weather is so grey here in the midwestern United States that it's making me tired. I just want to go home and take a nap, drink some hot water. I've finally picked up that habit from my roommates in highschool. I made the joke to my mother that I'd been "infected" with it and she shot back with "that's one hell of an incubation period!" Obscure medical jokes are the best. I hope that whoever I eventually end up marrying gets what I'm saying when they ask me why I'm yawning, (people always ask me that) and I reply "Just filling up the old alveoli." It's an absurd habit, but one that I picked up ages and never quite managed to drop. Oh well. 
I met up with my writing group today in order to get the motivation to finish that little essay on Nezu. It feels so small now that it's done, but I'm glad of it. It's a small thing, but I made a thing! I contributed to fandom! Yay! My writing group is a little annoying though. It's mostly older people, which makes sense. Who in our culture has time to write a book? The reason I do is complicated. One of the guys there is in his 40's and has two boys with autism, and he does not, does not at all understand how to interact with women. So he acts as though I'm an adolescent boy. And I didn't really think about how different that would feel until I met him and it's weird. Good lord I'm tired. I need to go find something with caffeine.