Trigun Time

As I’ve mentioned earlier today, I’ve been on holiday for quite a while (from August 15th through the the wee hours of September 3rd when all is said and done.)  It had an enormous impact on my life cliche ways that would bore most followers to tears if I were to write about it in detail. 

So please enjoy this summary of the first half of my wanderings in NYC through a brief Tekken 7 interpretive dance I composed shortly after arriving home. Naturally, I am portrayed by Eddy Gordo while Akuma plays the role of the persistent but ultimately defeated curse that plagued both halves of my trip. Ultimately it is responsible for the bulk of my personal growth.

Without further ado, here is the summary of my unintentional *cringe* Eat. Pray. Love. holiday^^  in Brooklyn and Manhattan. 

Serious, real life adult obligations expanded exponentially out of nowhere a little over a week ago, and they won’t be letting up anytime soon. My Tumblr availability kinda did a one year fast-forward thing to what I was expecting once I return to grad school. Uh, suffice it to say I had a very different plan in mind for keeping my tumblr blogs going as a hobby when that time came. 😶

I’ll probably need at least another week to get weekly features like Miura Monday back up to snuff (especially since they were limping along with minimal content before life got so busy in a hurry.) 

But I am dead serious about the 30 Days of Nothing Challenge being properly completed by July 20th.  Bear in mind there are no lightning round catch-up posts allowed (for me) this time around, and I already have at least one that i said I was going to revise becuase I had to write it in a hurry. I hope @miyamanga​ followers like seeing several Kara no Kyoukai posts a day on your dash, because that’s what you’re gonna get! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

In any case, I wanted to check in but not in a “sorry for the inactivity” kinda way. I’m sorry there aren’t 30 hours in a day and magic teleportation devices that would really help me out.

In sum, none of my blogging priorities have changed. I’ll open up the ask boxes once I have some level of confidence that I have enough spare time to respond in a timely manner. 

I wanted to write something eloquent, but this news still makes me so giddy all I can muster is “welcome back,” “I missed you,” and godspeed in your efforts to transition into your new home. 

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