( I think I'd be a great president... )

( Uhh...I got nothing )

( I'm turning the computer off after this. It makes me do terrible things. )

( Why do I torture myself? )

OOC: My computer died a tragic tragic death. I was sad. There was a funeral. Cake was had. I have a new computer now (Better, faster, stronger. Old Sci-Fi refrences ftw. More expensive. I shan't be eating for a few months.) Sorry about the AWOLness but it shouldnt happen again since I spent most of my break mourning my computer. That is all.

( Okay, so, I lied. Quizness )

( I'm just saying. )

( You know the drill )

And suddenly you're 'borderline' and 'blood thirsty'! I hate these things.

( From the dysfunctional end )

( Because Cassie and Vis think it's crap )

( I need a hobby. )