discombobulated

[freckles_and_doubt]

Bleah. Talking to my nice therapist lady this morning about various Stupid Ex-Boyfriend Incidents way back in the mists of time (disclaimer: applies to no-one who's reading this) has put me into a profound depression for most of the day. Either that or the increase in my Warfarin dose has made me draggy and tired. Apparently my blood remains determined to clot madly, recking not the insane quantities of anti-coagulant we apply to it. Adds whole new dimensions to "bloody-minded". I contemplate with a certain quiet smugness the fact that it can't make my hair any worse owing to how I cut it all off.

Since I'm uninspired, and have moreover not much to talk about owing to the tight correspondence between my return to work and my return to Dragon Age II (the "Escape My Life At Any Cost" clause; newsflash, plotting still irritating and inadequate, romance options mostly insulting to right-thinking female players, but can I stop playing? noooooo¹), I fall back into random linkery. These will be familiar to those of you who retain any consciousness whatsoever of my Delicious feed.

• The Cat Scan. Needs absolutely no explanation, on account of how it's inevitable.
  
  
• Star Wars in typography. This has been around for a while, but absolutely bears repeating.
  
  
• Lev Grossman explains fan fiction. Eloquent, intelligent. Memo to self, must grab The Magician King posthaste.
  
  
• Knife. You need to eat there if you take your steak seriously.

Hmmm. Apparently the entire upbeat content of my life has migrated to the internet. I console myself that it's better than no upbeat content at all.

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¹ Looking at that parenthesis, to the hypothetical question "Does that apply to Dragon Age or my life", I am forced to answer "yes".