I have a sharpie and I'm not afraid to use it!
I don't think I should be allowed to update at 23:30 anymore. I'm not tired enough to be fun and crazy (in the sense of being insane, not...uh...in any other meaning of the word), but I am tired enough to be morose and whatnot.
I'm all giddy because I've just burned to disc and subsequently deleted like ten gigs from my hard drive. It feels so good.
There's new House in... *counts on fingers*...twelve...sixteen...anyway, sometime tonight. Or tomorrow, because I haven't gone to sleep yet, and everyone knows that the day doesn't end until you go to sleep. Right? I mean, it's an hour into Tuesday, but I feel it should still be counted as Monday.
I can't even stick a pencil between my teeth without it hurting. Oh no, I've cycled back into morose. Best go then.
I'm all giddy because I've just burned to disc and subsequently deleted like ten gigs from my hard drive. It feels so good.
There's new House in... *counts on fingers*...twelve...sixteen...anyway, sometime tonight. Or tomorrow, because I haven't gone to sleep yet, and everyone knows that the day doesn't end until you go to sleep. Right? I mean, it's an hour into Tuesday, but I feel it should still be counted as Monday.
I can't even stick a pencil between my teeth without it hurting. Oh no, I've cycled back into morose. Best go then.