Hey, y'all. It's me, Margaret.

Now's as good a time as any to just randomly start writing again, right? I have thought of approximately one thousand things to write about since, oh, March or whatever it's been since I've updated this thing (with the exception of the new design, which is . . . I don't know. I kind of want a total overhaul but I'm not that committed to the whole thing to make it worth it, maybe.)

But I'm waiting for an email to be sent and recieved and it seems to be operating in 1991-era speeds of internet connectivity, which is driving me mad. So I come to write something unimportant, when what I wanted to write about these months were Super Important, like hurricanes and deaths and politics.

Instead I am writing about nothing, just to make that other one go away.

In other news, Veronica Mars rules.