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( Minor freakoutitis. )

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There is something about that angry little cinnamon bun that makes me flip my shit and LAWL.

What Your Cute Monster Says About You


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One of my mice died last night. I plan to cremate him because, for some reason, it seems appropriate. And I'd prefer burning to rotting.

I blame the season.

Some days make me feel old. So much going on, too little sleep. It makes things too bright, too sharp, too loud. And I feel dizzy and disconnected. Doesn't help.

I'm also easily irritated and want to start fights. I also want to throw loud puppies outside by themselves when they emit ear-shattering screams just because they're in their crate.

( OH HAI SKETCH DUMP )

Accessorizing.

For some reason Open Office didn't like that word.

Read: Bruce Lee was the only man alive who could hand Chuck Norris his ass.

Srsly.

Not much going on, but... I STARTED IT HOLYCRUDSHIPSBATMAN. And do you know what I feel? JOY. Absolute joy. The freedom to write something I care about, and, for right now, not care about what anybody thinks 'cept my characters is AMAZING. *rolls around on the floor in glee*

P.s Writing a syllabus is a lot harder than I thought.

They're remaking Final Fantasy VII for the PS3 with updated graphics.

I think that pretty much seals the deal.

Ps. In New Hampshire. Is awesome. That is all. Exempting the cat making unfriendly faces at my rat...