Didja miss me? Tough

Alrighty, I don't have much time. Librarians are probably kinda strict with the whole time thing and I have things to do. Like...

*drumroll* Find a friggin ARM for my Rovam. Yeah. She came with no left arm. So if one of you is all, "hey, I hate body #3 and I would gladly give my doll's left arm to you, oh wise Impaliscious one" then feel free to do so.

Thing is, you might notice the whole librarian thing. Why? My brother seems to have used *69 every two seconds. o_O This added an additional $50 to an already overstuffed phone bill. And all attempts by me to find out how much we need to pay to get it turned back on have been met with much resistance. It's like they don't want me to be an addict or something. Freaks.

Anyyyyway. If you miss me, you should write. Or send warm fuzzy thoughts. Or arms. Seriously. Unless Kat is magic. Well, more magic than I originally thought. I'm off to stalk a bit more before they throw me out.

And if I have my way, I'm gonna part with lots of cash and get my phone back soon. There, now I've gone and jinxed the whole thing.

She's missing an arm, folks. AN ARM!