like a knife

I am in a terrible mood (for reasons into which I'm not going), and whilst part of me wants to sit here and wallow, the rest of me knows that going to archery is probably a better idea.

If anyone is around, and wants to leave a comment for me to find when I return (a comment that would make me feel cheered, ie, fictionals or pictures or flailing OR LIES), that would be GREAT.

AND NOW I GO TO FAIL AT ARCHERY.