Negativity begets negativity so I doodled to take my mind off things long enough to remember things I'm fond of and make me happy.

I miscalculated and its the 9th anniv. Regardless big somber day and everything is a little crazy because I'm already feeling gloomy.

When I become old and senile, I sincerely hope TCB is remade in a way that I can play with frail bones and poor health because when my grandma tried to play the Wii she hit me with the remote after her grip strength failed. No thank you.

But with this, my hopes of a FFCC sequel are dashed. He directed TCB and I had been holding out for some sequel that would explain where the hell Layle went and why. Now I just feel old after 16 years of patiently waiting. Time to start picking out a retirement home.

But no really guys what why? I wrote that while tripping out in my apartment because I thought someone was in my ceiling and I was engaging in telepathic communication with 'humanity' or whatever. It was so bad.

Oh now gifs work.

I didn't go through as many content purges as I did to not develop a healthy sense of paranoia.

"Why bothered?"

For the same reason anyone partakes in good faith fandom behavior: the love of a thing.

The children speak in tags.

My age also really showed because I used read fanfic on LJ and FFN before AO3 was a thing.