I don't understand this key on the keyboard.
I'm so fucking drunk right now. It's probably a blessing I can type. My suitemates kind of forced me into bed. BUT, AHAH, I have defied them, and gotten on LJ instead. LJ IS NOT BED, WOOHOO!
I'm having some trouble with those darn explanation...no exclaimation points. Bah. I think I'm going to go back to molesting my stuffed animals and rocking out to Madonna. Or whatever it was that was playing. I can already tell that tomorrow I will be regretting this drunkeness.
I shall not become an alcoholic. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
I'm having some trouble with those darn explanation...no exclaimation points. Bah. I think I'm going to go back to molesting my stuffed animals and rocking out to Madonna. Or whatever it was that was playing. I can already tell that tomorrow I will be regretting this drunkeness.
I shall not become an alcoholic. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.