... 100 questions? Gah. Well, I guess I do kind of have the time to do this. Kind of.

I would try and say something funny to bracket this hellishly long meme with, but given that it is the meme of Satan, I think this post is going to be short but long. Because honestly, I'm filling this in retrospectively and I have spent quite long enough filling out this update box as it is without trying to be witty as well. Why am I updating so much at the moment? I must have something else to do, right? Even if it is just lie down in my pit of hideousness and sleep?

(Or fantasize about Ken, of course. There's never a wrong time to do that... well, not really, anyway, though I have chosen some very strange moments to drift off into a daydream of Ken, I admit. or, more precisely, of Youji and Ken. Kissing behind the shop counter. Which is an idea I think I need to write into a fic because it's adorable fluff.)

( The Not-100-Question Meme )

Well, that took about five million times longer than I thought it would. Still, at least it's done.

... I am so glad there weren't 100 questions after all.

I feel like I've just gotten out of some kind of Livejournal exam, which is kind of-- Oh, what I I doing? laila... girl, that's a meme you're talking about there. You don't have to do it just because everyone else has. Still, it was kind of enjoyable and everyone else did it so now I feel like part of 'everyone else', which is good because I am nothing if not a lemming.

It is so cold down here. I have the horrible feeling someone's left a door open, but I don't know if I have the stamina to get up and o check. I'll go look later. Like when I've finished this post, because I can't have much more to say. Oh, except for next time I swear I'm going to stop doing memes and give you all an update with some actual substance to it.

Now I must eat, because my stomach is protesting that I haven’t eaten today, which even if I did spend most of it asleep is really not a healthy thing to do…