Come to Life, Iron Chief! Or something like that.

[demiurgent]

Part of my increased energy being put into Livejournalling means, in a way, that I’m coming back to life. Slowly, I feel myself edging forward, becoming a real person once more. That’s interesting to me, and a good thing. I’m coming to life, I’m becoming involved in the lives of my friends once more (electronically if nothing else), and I am seeing the world as a good thing.

In other news... I want Sushi.

I want Sushi.

The nearest Sushi is an hour’s drive away. Hmmmm...

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....


Sushi calls. I must follow the call. I have no choice.