My entire body hurts and my brain is basically a small dirty fire in a rusty bucket, so I’m going offline bar the essentials. Inbox 11 but most of those seem to be notifications of delayed shipping. Slowly developing the fear that 1) all my CD orders will arrive at once 2) I’m going to end up re-ordering my CD shelves like a madman trapped in one room 3) I am a madman trapped in one room