It has been another year and a half. I am vacationing in London while depressed. I was really hopping to meet up with people more, but that isn't happening. What I wanted to talk about is something I did 25 years ago. I have no idea what it was, due to my poor memory and the fact that it wasn't such a big deal for me. My sister, on the other hand, is still pissed about it and refused to meet with me unless I apologize. Like a jackass I didn't want to apologize without knowing for what and now I'm sitting alone in my rat-trap of a room writing this. Perhaps if you find out what it was, you can comment on this post.

My vacation in general is going very poorly- being in London is expensive, few people want to meet up and I can't find anything to do (I guess I should go see a museum or something, but I'm too lazy/depressed)

A word should also be said about the 2022 Invasion of Ukraine. It's happening right now. Aunt Ira and cousin Lisa are at our house, and safe (well as safe as being in the Baltics is, anyway) but uncle Nikita has signed up for the militia and stayed behind. Not drafted, mind you, volunteered for it. I wouldn't in his place, but there seems to have been enough brainwashing in Ukraine to get everyone to pitch in. (Besides, every HOI4 fan knows a defensive war gives +30% war support)