Point of interest:

[conuly]

In the middle of spamming my journal (whilst yelling, no less), is not the time to accuse me of being miserable, lonely, and without a life. (What am I, then, pining for the fjords? Damn, I should rename my journal.)

I'm just sayin'....

(And I never claimed to have a life, so I don't mind perpetuating this. It's more fun than watching Ana sleep, I'll say that for it, though decidedly less fun than watching Firefly. Hm....)