marcicat | what just happened?

You know those days when you wake up and things seem good, and then ten minutes later you're contemplating whether running away and being a hermit and never speaking to anyone ever again is a realistic option, and there is no discernible reason for the transition from point A to point B?

Wait, I just remembered: IT'S TUESDAY. That explains everything. Tuesdays are hard; I don't know why. Wednesdays are better.

Also April is almost over, and that means my Completely Unofficial Campnowrimo story is wrapping up. I have TWO episodes left to go (both of which I watched last night), and then hopefully a little epilogue? With kudos to whoever wrote a translation of the final lines of the show in the youtube comments -- I did not fact check it AT ALL, because adherence to things like facts is not something this story has in abundance, but it seemed reasonable.