Oh boy, have I had a day. I'm exhausted.

Good job I'm not really here to do an update of awesome: I'm a bit tired for that right now. I'm just here to say this:



Apologies to the rest of my friends list, I promise I won't start making a habit of these random shoutouts, but I just felt it had to be said. In glitter. If being deeply awesome and turning twenty-one doesn't deserve scrolling shiny text I don't know what does.

Too bad I don't have a Leo icon for her. Um - will angsty Ken do?

Now I think I need a nap. (This may prove difficult knowing my landlady's son's taste in music and tendency to play it at frankly antisocial volumes, but--) I may update properly later on, but such is the succession of small disasters that have befallen me in the course of doing my tiny thing that it'd probably be better if I didn't. If, that is, I don't choose to update about the usual fandom stuff. I do have a fandom rant to finish. Oddly, I still feel like I've had a good and productive day.

Despite all that, work went really well. I still love my voluntary job.

Even if I did leave my hairbrush there.