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Sometimes I feel like Creature, from this Creature, Keeper of the Vortron webcomic. See, he's a guardian of the most unique time-and-space interdimensional portal that connects all worlds (as opposed to merely some). But a pretty mindfucked guardian, doesn't remember much about why he's there, and it doesn't help that the books he consults for answers randomly zap away his memories whenever he seems on the brink of finding something danger. And then there's all the weird temporal abnormalities and such.

So, yeah. Pretty confuzzled.

Also, I've noticed that I seem to randomly pick things to do really, really competently. Sometimes it's what I need to do, sometimes it's random irrelevant crap.

It doesn't help that for some stupid reason I'm staying up late and I really can't go to sleep now because if I do I might sleep through my train which I have to get on so I can go visit my family tomorrow and okay, this is where the bizarre rambling was going to start before I noticed I was about to do it. Something about trains and pink space hippo rainbow bridges.

Anyway.

I know what people mean by when you move you pretty much bring your problems with you. I think I have a couple fewer now, but I'm not sure. Ah well, I'll just keep plugging away and maybe eventually I'll get it.

This is me on sleep deprivation. Goodnight, may your dreamworms be well to you.