Aug 06, 2006 05:27
So, it's 5:30 in the morning, I haven't gotten any sleep, and I'm listening to some Slavic rap song about how a village was cured of its crack addiction through meat.
Also, I have been cleaning my room, which I haven't done in years. Before I had to literally tip-toe through so as to not hurt myself. So far, I've found last-year's Christmas present for my dad, a rotten mini-pumpkin under my bed, around 50 bottle-caps, Earthbound, and about ten dollars in change.
Can't ait 'till school starts; the days are so long and boring, and I can't go outside what with it being high humidty and the upper nineties.
I wonder what it would be like to read a fanfiction about me/something I did. Probably pretty bad. Would I crique the author annomously, or say I'll sue their ass if they don't write better? Would they even believe me?
I want some Chai tea. And a book to read as good as something by Terry Prachette or Holly Black or someone. Sara Douglass has gotten too pr0ny and less story-y to be on my "counting down the days 'till next book comes out" list.
And Dragon Knights 23 is coming out in two days |D Maybe I should put up one of my rants about it sometime.