Don't take life too seriously...it's not like you're getting out alive.

Aiiro Hoshi
Indigo Blue Star

That's probably all you need to know about the name.

So there.

Your mom.

22.12.2009.

Hey guys.

It's been forever, I know.

For those of you still hoping for updates (or should I say, those of you who still remember me), I'm going to actually put in some effort into wrapping up these stories. I can't make any promises. I'm unhappy about it, myself.

I told myself I'd never be one of those authors who started a writing streak, who put together all these stories and then just abandoned them.

But it still happened, some how.

I apologize for that. It's been almost a year, I think, since I've updated anything. Maybe even longer. My interests have long since changed from Soul Eater and MTNN and FMA; I've actually just started a new "stage" in my life, and I only came back here after a particularly kind review made it's way into my e-mail by chance. It was about a soddy old thing I'd half-forgotten about, not quite, but enough that I had to reread it to remember what the reviewer was talking about.

I then looked back on all of the other kind reviews I've received - none of them flames, none of them hateful, all of them kind, honest, and rather supportive. I don't know who will be looking at this, if any of the people from a year ago will ever come back here, but I sincerely want to say thank you.

I'll try to keep to my word, but even I procrastinate, even I forget, even I lose interest, even I just sometimes don't fucking want to.

And I apologize.

And I know that my apologizing may not be enough.