My birthday's on Friday, and I can't think of anything to do. Maybe I'll just dig a hole and sit in it all day for shits and giggles.
Yaaaaaaaaaay!!!! That whole event was entirely too crazy. I was braindead by the end.
Meatloaf? What? Awesomely creepy.
Omg, Clay Aiken. That hair. I enjoyed that very much.
I was surprised at first that there was no confetti or anything when he won, but then SPARKS AND CRAZINESS EVERYWHERE!! I was pleased.
I made some changes to a picture I'm working on, but then my computer froze just as I was about to save.
I cannot get that new laptop soon enough. Then I shall write and draw pr0n aplenty.
In addition, I have porcupine fever. Like cowbell fever, but pointier.