…because now that the computer is set up, I really have no excuse.
Okay, so, I could come UP with excuses (like, “dammit I need my puppy”) but they’re just shields I would use to protect myself from the Grand Awfulness of Brain Puke.
I will tell a story about that sometime. But now, it’s time to dig out the writing stuffies (specifically, this one) and get my ass – or, more precisely, my fingers – moving.