Where I left off...

When we last spoke with our protagonist (as she chiseled angsty thoughts into tablets of Livejournal), she was posting with less and less frequency, eyes sparkling at the notion that this human interaction thing, with honesty, might be able to replace muttering to herself in text online!

Not so. Interpersonal relationships being what they are, even the keenest friend suffers fatigue at hearing about certain things for the umpteenth time, whether those be family drama (whiiiine), etymology (squeee!), or the flashes of genius that come after reading summaries of studies while tipsy and caffeinated (ZOMG!). Dear internet, you can handle all of this, though. You are the vast bowl of water into which I dip my fingers and cross myself, mix my metaphors and gaze lovingly into my navel.