Flee this place and never return
Today during a discussion in Sci-Fi/Fantasy Lit we somehow turned a short space opera about robots into a mild smutfest, despite the fact that there were no females in the story at all. Hur hur.
SPRING BREAK!! Finally, I can do whatever I want for a week. And I can sleep innnnn. But now I don't know what to do first.
Should I write? Draw? Read? Porn?