Time to water my plant. Last night my brother killed the washing machine.
I have an odd fascination with how multifaceted the Japanese yaru is… initially, it might seem weird that HTT didn’t have a “yatta” moment after its last swan song, if only because it’s the kind of thing that would lead nicely into their break-down, but eh: K-ON!! is surprisingly good at implication and leaving things unsaid.
Hm. Another Monday. Last Monday I was away from the internet, and away from my plant.
Hey. I’m still here.
“We graduated a long time ago,” quoth Mio.
Yeah. Two years? We’ve now spent a tenth of our lives beyond high school, and that fraction can only increase as time passes.
Moving up but not on.
