Body and bipolar brain both managed to cooperate with the intent to go out, and lo, a good time was had. Of course, I’m completely fragged today; I guess I’d been hording spoons after a fashion to make this going out happen. It was good though, and probably good for me (weariness and whatnot aside).

So yeah, that’s about it for the moment. I’m going to go coddle my coffee.

<3