I'm not dead yet. I meant to re-register yesterday, but I pulled my handstring (rimshot, please) jogging. I was in major pain, but I slept on the couch for nine hours. Then I woke up at 3:30 am, changed into pajamas, relocated to my bed and promptly fell fast asleep for another four hours. So, I'm rested.
The reason I left was not because of the ban. I knew the ban was far from permanent. At this time, however, I am feeling oversensitive due to a bad breakup. I'm not going into it, because bitching about your ex-boyfriend is what gay boyfriends, best friends, and moms are for. I think I'm mostly done sobbing on their shoulders and doing all the clichéd shit girls do when their relationship goes into the shitter (eat a pint of Half-Baked Ben and Jerry's? check; use pictures of your ex as cat box liner? check; sign up to receive mail from a bunch of gay porn websites? check).
When I woke up last Wednesday morning and saw the poll, and noticed that people were voting in favor of the ban? Well, it stung a little at the time, since I was still reeling from the breakup that occured less than three days ago. I got all shirty and said something to the effect of, "Well, I'll give them what they want and delete my account!" I didn't intend to be all drama queeny about it. It just sort of went that way after a shitty week. I apologize for any drama that ensued during my little titty attack.
