I’M NOT DEAD!

Some of you might have noticed that your inbox/Twitter timelines have been conspicuously empty of my ranting recently, so I thought I’d better explain before you all assume I’ve been eaten by the Content Monster or something.

Firstly, I’ve been really really busy. Partly with school and partly with a massively crap cold that’s made me into a snuffly, sneezing wimp. Hopefully in the next few days and weeks I’ll get better and/or get caught up with everything, so that’s a temporary issue.

A not-so-temporary issue is that I’ve been struggling with repetitive strain injury in my right wrist and arm for a while, and it flared up again this week. It’s usually an ache I can ignore when I’ve been blogging or writing a lot at one time, like I was with 10 Days. However, sometimes I get it so bad I can’t lift relatively small objects or write a couple of sentences without my entire arm and shoulder throwing a serious bitchfit. Generally, after a couple of days of writing left-handed, making sparse notes in class and bandaging my wrist at night, I’m good to go again.

Thing is, over the next eight months, I’m going to be writing more than ever, because of coursework and exams (I took three humanities. Writing is important to all of them. Learn from this, children). So I can’t just stop and start using one wrist and then the other once every few months, as interesting as that would be. Which means, until I work out some sort of wrist-saving system, updates could be a bit patchy.

Don’t fret, though, because I can still browse YouTube with one hand. In fact, I have been:

That never fails to crack me up.

I’ve also been writing haikus again. Read part one of The Emoshitter’s Guide to the Galaxy here, and don’t forget to review!

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This Five Day Week Deal is Tough Shit, My Friends (I haven’t done this since March)

Unless something very drastic and/or exciting happens in the next couple of weeks, this is going to be my last wordy blog in a while, for a couple of reasons: first, I have some exams coming up at school, and I’m told they’re a big deal… I’ve decided to revise for them, anyway (cue applause). Secondly, I seem to have botched my wrist from typing, writing and hitting the arrow keys on the keyboard incessantly.

I’m not in grave danger, but lifting a mug of coffee has started to feel like something I’d rather not do with my right hand. So until I’m ambidextrous and not being told A*s aren’t good enough, you can expect a lot of this in the coming weeks:

You’re welcome.

And yes, that is Show Pony, aka Ricky Rebel.

Is it just me, or does that girl look like Miley Cyrus?!

I’m really glad Jimmy couldn’t skate and was a Draculoid instead.