It's 1:30 AM. I spent most of yesterday writing. I'm going to go to sleep and wake up and do much the same today except that I'll have to go to work. I started a week late this November. I think a part of that was that I honestly didn't think Iron Noder was going to happen this year and I didn't hype myself up for it. Another part was that I was doing much worse personally at the start of the month than I let myself be aware of. It's weird how bad moods can just color everything without it becoming an actual conscious thought. Blame it on the weather, blame it on the job, blame it on the year and everything wrong with the world but sooner or later you've got to address that you're the only person with both a stake in and any real control over your mood. I'm currently wishing I'd chosen sooner but who doesn't.
IRON NODER XV: LAST SECOND BARE BONES IRON NODER FREAKOUT!