Honestly, it’s been a roller coaster… But one I plan to, uh… Defeat? I guess that’s what you do to roller coasters.
The last thing I wanted was a compulsion to write poetry every time my thoughts got jumbled. I don’t know if I like it or not, but it’ll probably get annoying, fast.
It’s midnight, now. I’m not tired, but I have absolutely nothing to do.
I’m glad I’m doing stuff tomorrow – all of this sitting around and thinking is driving me crazy.
Hey look! Devon signed on. Maybe this is a sign of the end of boredom. *gasp*
Someone should call me tomorrow or randomly appear and entertain me.