Yet again, I blame NaNo. I used Wordle tonight, a word cloud generator, to avoid both writing and sleep, two things that I supposedly love. If I'm to believe my tags, I haven't mentioned this site to you yet. I don't believe them, but still I am telling you about it.
I also blame the fact that there are friend locks on several of my entries.
Below is my word cloud for this journal's url. If you look closely, it's a little horrifying.
That's right. Chuck is the center of my life, in which I say "thus" a lot, log on to my dA account in any Season, especially on one Wednesday and many Mondays, I'm slot.happy, causing leftovers at Pizzeria Uno's, and...pornography? I haven't a clue.
But on the bright side, next time it'll have an excuse.
I really shouldn't have done this, should I?
...Well.
Spontaneous exponential autopilot bookstore tea to you!
Love,
Alli