You'll never believe it, my friends. If I told you'd I'd absconded with a gang of space pirates in order to roam the distant nebula clusters in search of the dread cluster-crab shoals you would not for a second have doubted it.
The sad truth of the matter is I ran out of interesting things to write about. It's true.
All my creative energy for the past few months has gone into producing essays at an alarming rate. Honestly, I only kept up with my knitting because the three sane brain cells that hadn't deserted me needed it in order to survive.
But enough about me. I've missed you guys! There's so little time before the end of the year and so much to do!
Between exams and Christmas knitting how will I ever find time to have a coherent thought?
I think space pirates will have to do for now.
Miss me?
