i dont care for your million misdeeds and the stark reality that you seem geographically unreachable, even if only for a while.
either i'm being observant, or miserably naive. but its a little difficult to ignore the significance of genetics in playing its role of making us suffer. they can be all too alike, and your stories sound spookily similiar to mine. i can only say, with the most sincere intentions, that i feel you.
anyhow, i'm happy that my princess if finally back. i hope you are prepared to bury your nose in your books with us. i don't know about that twig-like best friend of mine, but i've got 12 weeks of shit to catch up on :P brace yourselves.