Dear Lord, did I not mail you? *HIDES IN A CORNER IN SHAME* Yes, they did. I haven't paid you either, then, have I? *FIXXES THINGS IMMEDIATELY* You'll have to excuse my brain, it seems coherent sometimes, but it is, in fact, a complete and utter mess. I just choose to avoid the internets and all communication in those periods when it is, rather than bother people about it. Your book thing happened during a period when I had an irrational fear of email and got the shakes whenever I had to log into my gmail account. All will be sorted. Apologies.
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*HIDES IN A CORNER IN SHAME*
Yes, they did. I haven't paid you either, then, have I?
*FIXXES THINGS IMMEDIATELY*
You'll have to excuse my brain, it seems coherent sometimes, but it is, in fact, a complete and utter mess. I just choose to avoid the internets and all communication in those periods when it is, rather than bother people about it. Your book thing happened during a period when I had an irrational fear of email and got the shakes whenever I had to log into my gmail account. All will be sorted. Apologies.