In Soviet Russia, Mothership posts you.

I just made a public post asking people not to be assholes in my LJ anymore.

I really want a good night's sleep, but apparently it's not meant to be this week.

My life would be so much easier right now if 90% of people I have to interact with weren't complete imbecilic, ignorant fucknuggets.

i can't really afford to kill my website for a day, but i've temporarily blanked the comment section on Tales of MU and put up a notice and links in its place as sites with user-generated content is what SOPA will have the easiest time crushing.

HAPPY AMANDA NEW YEAR GUYS, AMANDA IS NOW OFFICIALLY TWENTY-SEVEN.

GRADES HAVE NOT YET BEEN POSTED.

For weeks I've been trying to pin down the elusively exact word to describe the state of vague irritation and and discontent I've been feeling lately and finally yesterday I pinpointed it as misanthropic.

I'm not even out of my pyjamas yet and I already already hate everyone and everything they do.

I have really just lost it completely.