Whee. All manner of stuff to think about.
It’s one of those ungodly mornings where I haven’t had a wink of sleep all night, anything I think about inevitably ends up completely incohesive, my father’s snoring increases exponentially in volume even though he’s a floor up (my friend rang at 2 in the morning and, after hearing his snores in the distance, asked me “when the fuck did you get a dog?”), the rich-text editor on here takes an age to load, and there’s no tea in the house. So I sought out the company of Firefox for a while, surfed around for a bit (read: nine hours), and came across a TIME article on gay teens a half-hour ago. And we all know that makes for a fine read at quarter to six in the morning.