Well they aren’t necessarily. This weekend I hid in my tiny room like something disgusting underneath a stone and refused to show my pale face to the world other than for going to the kitchen to stick something tasteless and plasticky in the microwave (which by the way is an old piece of crap, but at least it heats stuff up which is after all its main job). I spent eight or so happy hours watching Hellsing, a few more hours watching Stargate and Sweeney Todd and then, wonder of wonders, I Was Creative.
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