More! Later!

Alright. I've got a good eight hours in which to write this, so I think this may end up something lengthy, or at least not insignificant (which is good, given the lack of content recently).

So. I got a monitor and keyboard, and now my laptop is a desktop, which leaves me high and dry for the eight-hour shifts the school has thrust upon me for no good reason. Fortunately, I have snagged Krysta's laptop for the nonce, because she milked me.

Seriously, she dumped milk all over me. She was terribly sorry, and thus leant me the computer, and The Breakfast Club, to make amends. It was a accident, see. She was aiming a Shamus, and got me right in the face instead.

So! I'm here! With the people I love and lust! It is a happy happy happy day, people! Well, not so much at the moment, as I am trapped in the front desk of Loftus, being excruciatingly bored, but it was super-delightful. I am not a bit ashamed to admit that I missed the Hell out of this place, not just during the weeks I was away but during the long trenches of the summer as well, when this place was less This Place, and more This Empty Place of Ghosts and Memories. But now it is This Place, as defined by These People, and life is good!

Until classes start, that is. Then it'll suck some more. But for now... it's Breakfast Club time. More later!