Look, I really do exist, I promise.

Baaaaaaaaah.

Suddenly the weight of the world has descended upon my shoulders. So much for cats not being susceptible to depression.

Happiness, though: my dictionary has reached 50 pages, and the first two stanzas of Legend of Aliah are translated.

Also, I have a couple possibly real friends in HSC. Bill, Salad, and Fiona occasionally care what I'm doing, and sporadically actually perceptibly want me around.