Here's the part where I return from an unannounced two week hiatus to ask you for shit. Except - not really. I have issues asking for a quarter for the vending machine even when I know I'll pay it back tomorrow. I'm going to grant some wishes this year though, so I thought perhaps my guilt complex might let me get away with wishlisting myself.

( Cut for the meme )

If you've compiled a wishlist, I probably missed it in my absence and linking it in comments wouldn't be so much presumption as it would be a time-saving aid for me. I'll go seek out those I know are the most in need, of course. Just sayin'.

I don't have an explanation for disappearing except to say I was laid low by a cold for longer than I'd like and then I was spending a good amount of time sorting stuff out for deancas_xmas. So, um hi?

I'm writing again, thank all that is holy, so I'm much less likely to cut a bitch or explode from lack of creative expression than I was two weeks ago. I see this as a boon since my bitch-cutting skills are rusty.

The Walking Dead continues to own me, as do the boys of SPN and I'm thrilled that I'll get to stare at their faces in the line at the grocery store instead of yet another EXCLUSIVE expose on Rob and Kristen's baby bump shenanigans. Sometimes.