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Wow, a person sticks her head in the sand for a few days and look what happens. Explosions of sockpuppetry, affirmations of identity and Lance kicks the boyfriend to the curb. There's just no keeping up with all the chaos and scandal and tears of woe.

Me? I'm just reeling from the fact that my aunt decided to visit for the NEXT SIX WEEKS OMG!!! It wouldn't be so bad if she had the remotest vestige of initiative left in her, but she is apparently incapable of spending A SINGLE MINUTE of the day by herself when my sister and I aren't at work. It's only been four days, and she's already repeated every conversation we've had at least four times. This is going to be a very (VERY) long month. And a half. *sobs*

So. Hey. What about those SeSa stories, people? How are you all doing? I remember when lilysaid used to do a State of the SeSa poll every year around this time. I miss those polls and how they used to remind me that I was not alone in my ABYSS OF PANIC AND DESPAIR. I'd do a poll of my own, but I'm in a rush because I have to go take my aunt for lunch because apparently even my work time is no longer sacred. *adds some weeping to the sobbing*