Update, because I'm busy....
So if you are someone who follows my musings here: Hey, it's your mentally unstable girl with hot takes. How you doin'? Not good? Me neither. It's been a real hot spicy minute like in The Mask when the masked guy Stanley but not Stanley eats the dynamite and then it blows up and he goes "Thata was a spicy meatball!" That clip lives in my head rent free. Is this what you come here for? There needs to be better things to do on this shitty internet. Speaking of -- I came across a website that hasn't been updated since 1994 on how to make a Strawberry PopTart Flamethrower. I am not kidding. I found it during an assignment for my Desktop Publishing class. It. Is. Glorious. So now that that is out of the way. I went to Georgian Bay (missed my cats), had a lowkey panic attack, finished second semester, that's about it for past events. Currents events. Third semester (yikes, also GIVE ME MY MONEY), applying for co-ops, the Whole Election During A Pandemic Thing ...