Hey guys it's Katt. It's been a while since I've written anything out of pure depression and loneliness, but I figured I'd write what tipped everything over the edge.
Yesterday I was filming for a trailer, running through the forest and doing stunt rolls and falls. I found later at a first aid booth at a swim center that a deer tick had been latched to my shoulder blade and had the possibility of transmitting lyme disease to me.
Me, being the scientist I am, quickly saw that the white dot on its back seemed to suggest it was actually a female lone star tick, which hasn't been shown to carry lyme disease but a few other tickborne diseases including STARI, which carried the same symptoms of lyme disease.
So, it's really been sucking fucking hard lately, and for anyone asking about IB and when me and Renee will start writing again, as soon as
finally contacts me again or remembers that I'm here again after another few months then I suppose we'll post another few chapters than repeat.
Maybe I'm a bit bitter due to numerous circumstances, but there you go.