d'you think he can tell whether I care?
Ahh, ahhh, my hand hurts from writing the stupid Anthro final. And I was way too sarcastic for my own (or my grade's) good. I may have said "Yea, verily" and accused the English language of being a bane on the existance of anyone with a uterus since 1066. I DON'T CARE IT'S OVER.
Tonight:
There shall be rice. My last cooked meal of the semester.
There shall be Chinese, because I cannot read.
There shall be fanfic, but not too much, because the last chapter is still in beta (sent it off last night ::crosses fingers::)
There shall be cleaning.
Tomorrow I get my graduation application signed. MEEP. ::faints::
Tonight:
There shall be rice. My last cooked meal of the semester.
There shall be Chinese, because I cannot read.
There shall be fanfic, but not too much, because the last chapter is still in beta (sent it off last night ::crosses fingers::)
There shall be cleaning.
Tomorrow I get my graduation application signed. MEEP. ::faints::