I hate when I think of something that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else until I forgot what I was thinking about originally.

Happens to me all the time. >_>

-Tor

I hate when I think of something that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else that's faintly connected to something else until I forgot what I was thinking about originally.

Hate means love for me in this case, though.

Like wikipedia.

~AA

Like wikipedia.

 

~AA

xkcd ftw, eh?

Like wikipedia.

 

~AA

Yeah, I hate that. Especially when I end up with something really nice, and then I try to see where it started, and I try so hard to retrace the steps, that I forgot the final nice thing. Life is a mess, huh?