Sep 27, 2005 12:51
Fucking hell, that's it.
I don't care about Vox, or my mother, or Woltar, or any other idiot who's going to give me grief at home. I'm going back to Airyglyph until I feel better. No more of these stupid allergies, rancid water, and insane students, until I am in a state where I can deal with them properly. Because nothing says "Stop, you idiot," like a katana through the eyesocket.
((OOC: Sort of have internet connection back.))
fucking allergies,
need to kill something,
sick