I’m officially out of clever non-names for posts.

If they were even were clever.

So, I’ve caught some form of illness, which, according to google, is either bronchitis, pneumonia, or the common cold. Thanks, Google.

I don’t really know what to say in this post. My birthday was on the 8th, and I’ve only just got around to mentioning it on here.

Got a few interesting presents, a lot of cake, and possibly pneumonia.

Though, that last one is unlikely and not really a birthday present.

I did, however, decide to start locking my knives away, and put the key somewhere hard to reach. I thought that’d work, until I woke up with a kitchen knife on my bedside table. I still have no idea why I’m sleep walking, I don’t think I even leave my house. if I had more than three followers, I’d ask for advice. I haven’t managed to cause myself any harm in my sleepwalking adventures, but there is something inherently disturbing about it, as the question I have to ask myself is this: Am I protecting myself, or attempting to harm something else?

For some, probably very obvious, reason, the scene from Donnie Darko comes to mind, where he tries, and fails, to stab Frank.

I don’t know, I’m just rambling at this point. Felt like I needed to make sure my three followers knew I was still alive.

And, if anyone has any idea on how to help, PLEASE message me.