It's been a long, looooong time since I blogged, so. Hi. I'm still here. Still exist. My lack of activity is not due to lack of interest but lack of things to say.
Chapter 2 of the reboot of Not All Who Wander Are Lost is up and active. Unfortunately, I have discovered that publishing an update of an old chapter does not send out notifications that a new chapter has been published--at least as far as popping up in the 'latest updates' and fimfic notifications is concerned. Honestly, I'm not sure what I'll do with the new chapters of the reboot beyond this.
I could start this blog with a long, rambling monologue about what lead to the state of Not All Who Wander Are Lost. Its odd birth, its unfortunate comatose state, long detailed explanations why the fic essentially died so long ago. I'm not going to waste all of your time with that. If you have questions, I'll try to answer them in the comments, but that's not the point of this blog. Instead, I'm
Here's a really interesting fact about sloths and how they arrange their toilet time: whenever they need to go, they will laboriously climb from the branches to the base of the tree and deliberately dump their load onto a communal midden, which acts as a bulletin board for the local sloth population enabling them to assess, for instance, the condition of females during certain seasons.
Baby sloth...*hnggg*
It's so cute !
So cuuute...
Here's a really interesting fact about sloths and how they arrange their toilet time: whenever they need to go, they will laboriously climb from the branches to the base of the tree and deliberately dump their load onto a communal midden, which acts as a bulletin board for the local sloth population enabling them to assess, for instance, the condition of females during certain seasons.
1167984 That is... very interesting. I love how messed up nature is.
And I really hope "Soon..." refers to the release of the next chapters of Reconstruction Site.