So my entire fraternity decided to go on this spelunking expedition, and what do you know the cave collapses, and we get stuck for over a month! We even ate Thad! Whoops! Thank god for starvation, otherwise we NEVER would've been able to squeeze through all those tight cracks! Hah hah hah! I feel like getting some double Ds up in this hizzouse... DUNKIN' DONUTS, that is! Ah hah hah hah! Okay, outties yo!

Now we can play Yahtzee, FINALLY, god.

I don't know why I take it so personally when commissioners fail to pay for their commissions... I guess it just sucks to put so much work into things that are then rendered (essentially) obsolete. It's stupid, though, to start commissions before they're paid for, so I shouldn't complain.

I feel really bad about calling Christine "Nicole" the other day.

YouTube is the root of all evil.

It makes me depressed.

Seizures are not cool, bitch. Unless, you know, you're all about losing control of your bowels. Cause if so, then I apologize sincerely.

I'm feeling resentful.

I think I should shower.

Then I should start those fucking MLP commissions. Actually, I'll wait till I'm paid this time, so in the future you, My Humble Readers, don't have to trudge through the bitch n' moanings of Your Humble Narrator.

Gonna see Horton Hears a Who tonight with my lovely. That'll be cheerful. Let's end on it, then.

...at Jenna's, watching her sleep. 8D

Wuv teh Jubber.

and I'm all "Nothin', just chillin', I'm not sharing this cough syrup, by the way," so Schizophrenia just shrugged and left to get his own.

...

If only this shit would sell.

I need the school year to end before my brains leak out my ears. I can feel them sloshing around in there... it's only a matter of time now....