My dad didn't eat any of the rum cake I left him while I was gone. But he had some tonight and really liked it, so I told him to bring the rest to work tomorrow and give it to people. I still have some cake left over from Confluence, and I'm not going to eat it all myself, even if it's yummy.
Eh. There's also something that's been really bugging me recently, even though I thought I had resolved it months ago. It needs to get out of my head. It's not healthy, and it will just drag me down again. Meh. I'm just being whiny now. I should go to bed. But knowing me, I'll stay up for a while...
