It has been weeks since anyone asked me to do anything, save anyone, close anything, or kill anything. That should be a good thing but recent experience tells me that just means there's probably something big about to literally fall out of the sky and try to end the world.
If it does, I just want to say that it's not my fault.
But I did take two days to learn that I don't want to learn how to knit. So that's something. Fuck those needles, honestly.