I was studying in Trinkle and about ten minutes ago I decided that dusting all the bookshelves in the room would be a really good idea... then I remembered that I hate dusting... then I remembered that since I did not in fact live in Trinkle it was not my problem that the dust was an inch think... then I decided that it might me time to go home
Oh man. Night's like this make me wanna dig a giant hole in the middle of Ball Circle and lay in it and smell the dirt and watch the stars... but maybe that's just me...
It's so nice to be loved! for the record, I caught you guys around comment fifteen, but I thought I'd let you have your fun since I was mean last time and deleted it