It's all about me, really.

My dad flew to the U.S. this morning. He'll be gone for ten days. That's... the longest he's been away from me. Ever.

And now for something completely different: remember that I flailed and whined about my new pills? Well, turns out they sort of works. This week has been... Well, eventful.

( List! )

... How did I ever manage that? The new pills must indeed be working. Also, my sleeping issues finally went away. Fancy that.

Also, on an entirely different note, Christmas is coming up. Alright, so it's still a month and a half away, but still. I need time to make presents for my f-list. *g* So; what would you want? A ficlet or a drawing? Feel free to leave a prompt! ♥

Lastly, I've got myself a new icon! \o/ Yes, again. Just look how pretty it is!

It's true, isn't it? Just so you know, this is one of my biggest pet peeves when it comes to R/S fiction -- together with the epithets "boyfriend" and "lover" as well as unrealistic first-times (anal without proper preparation + overabundance of "I love you"s and endearments = uuuuuhh... No thanks).