I'm not dead yet.
FINALS. OVER. AT LAST. THANK YOU, CHESUS AND/OR GODPALA.
(TBH, my finals actually ended 5 days ago, but it's taken that long for my feeble brain to recover. I pulled so many all-nighters all semester, that on the day of my last final, I went to bed and I didn't wake up until 17 hours later. I then hunted down some grub, and went back to bed.)
For 3 weeks, I went virtually internet-less. It felt like 3 months. Now I want to plant sloppy kisses all over fandom. That's right, SPN fandom--prepare to awkwardly make-out with moi. ^__________^
Also, I'm thinkin' of buying a couple crates of Rock Star. That shit goes down easy, and it kept me perky, but not jittery. It gave me the kind of alertness that can be very useful, especially during an emergency, such as an earthquake, alien invasion, zombie apocalypse, or evil kitten uprising. They should just ditch the name Rock Star and call this stuff Awesomesauce.
(TBH, my finals actually ended 5 days ago, but it's taken that long for my feeble brain to recover. I pulled so many all-nighters all semester, that on the day of my last final, I went to bed and I didn't wake up until 17 hours later. I then hunted down some grub, and went back to bed.)
For 3 weeks, I went virtually internet-less. It felt like 3 months. Now I want to plant sloppy kisses all over fandom. That's right, SPN fandom--prepare to awkwardly make-out with moi. ^__________^
Also, I'm thinkin' of buying a couple crates of Rock Star. That shit goes down easy, and it kept me perky, but not jittery. It gave me the kind of alertness that can be very useful, especially during an emergency, such as an earthquake, alien invasion, zombie apocalypse, or evil kitten uprising. They should just ditch the name Rock Star and call this stuff Awesomesauce.