"I have a lot ot loose. Just saying."

 Wherein Jack forgets how to spell her real name

 Ha, did you think I was about to reveal my real name? Got ya.
 I need to get some stuff done around the flat but for now I am sprawled out, listening to painful music, hoping against hope the rumor in Voltron is just the writers being twerps.
 Oh yeah, dinner should have been mentioned somewhere in that line. *Ponders what to eat now that the tomatoes are gone.* WHY ARE THE TOMATOES GONE?!
 Life has continued to go on in spite of changes. I am slowly getting back into the swing of writing and have written more this last month than all last year. I am going to do more marketing too, and by that I mean actual marketing, not just posting my randomness on Instagram and Facebook. Somewhere in the midst of all that I hope to squeeze in Voltron, if I can get my Netflix to work.
 Most of the changes, probably all but I don't like all of them, have been good for me. The rest which I don't think have been good for me have most likely been good for me in the, "I hate adulting," sort of way.
 I'm trying to be the best sport I can be about everything which has happened, but sometimes it is hard and I sulk for a good while and bake bread.
 But mostly I am being a good sport.
 Mostly