I'm in a hotel, sitting on a chair, pretending to write an essay. Wonderful, no?
My mom has a convention here and so she dragged me along. The room's nice and there's internet, so it's not like I can complain.
I can complain though, about how there's no one online.
I'm bored. I read the updates. I checked all the webcomics I follow. I checked FF. I
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