After a careful consideration of all the pros and cons, I finally decided to sell my bike. I haven’t really been using it for some time now, not as often at least, so it was a real pity to watch it just stand around and take up space - especially since it’s still a good well-kept bike (as I take good care of my things). So, this man (in his forties, maybe?) came to pick it up today and even though I was a bit sad about the whole situation (on top of getting good care of my things I get stupidly attached to them), his enthusiasm and genuine happiness made it up for me. He told me how he recently started to be more active and how it made him feel better both physically and mentally, and that he got a bike buddy and that they were going to go on at least one bike trip a week. And when the whole transaction was done, he told me not to worry because he is going to take super good care of the bike as well and I was and still kind of am all C’: about it.
The bike now has a new home where it’s going to be appreciated and will live its little bikey life to the fullest the way it was meant to and not as a space hogger, I’m so glad.
There was a renovation going on in my room and I’m in the process of moving back in, and I found a bunch of stuff that I didn’t even know I still had and amongst them there are random pages of a Blade/Legacy of Kain crossover fanfic I co-wrote with a friend when I was like 14 and he was 15, I’m actually this close to crying.
Oh so Z radio is going to be an every other week thing, oh good. I thought I missed it and that would obviously be a Total Tragedy.
I like it when person A asks person B whether or not it would be okay to do something and they reply that no, it wouldn’t be okay, with person A ending up doing that thing anyway only to be absolutely perplexed when person B does not piss themselves in sheer gratitude and amazement at person A’s disregard for their original wish.
That is one of my favourite things.
Gonna be hanging out with a total bro this week and we are going to have happy fun tiems with no internet brb, everyone be well and take care buh bai c:

This is a photo of my friend, Apollo, back from when he was still a happy, healthy doggy. A gift from my parents for my young whiny kid self, he was there for me for the past 17 years.
I know that about 98% of my problems stem from my tech incapability and ignorance, I’m aware that most of the time it’s just me being dense
but
I hate hate hate you, Word. I hate it when you devour my footnotes at random for no apparent reason, I hate it when you don’t accept even numbers for opening pages while setting up mirror margins, I hate all the little things that you do to my text and which are impossible to spot in the preview even though it’s most likely because of something I did wrong and didn’t realize it. If there were any better word processor alternatives available I’d cheat on you so hard.
My doggie underwent a surgery a couple of days ago and, against many odds, survived. I can’t possibly express how happy and glad I am, you all have no idea haha






