November 7th; can I have your name so i can kick your butt?

Yick. Yesterday was pretty, well, blah. i was busy, which is why i didn't write a today. Shining the Holy Ark is kicking my butt but good. I need some more levels before I actually manage to get through the stupid dungeon. "Hi, I'm an Ice Siren and I'm here to KICK YOUR BUTT!" However, getting 50-150 points of experience per fight I win is pretty cool. There's a tradeoff, there. I'll probably be staying home and playing games this weekend, because I am a weenie and i love RPG games. and, man, I WILL kill an Ice Siren one of these days. Conversation I [apparently] held the other morning (like at 3 am, so I was asleep while holding this conversation): Imagine that i'm speaking in a high, childish, very sleepy voice. Shannon: *pulls covers away* Me: What are you doing? Shannon: Getting some covers. Me: *whine* Noooooo! Shannon: Are you being a greedy girl? Me: Yeeeeah! Shannon: I give you stuff all the time, don't I? Me: Yeeeeah? Shannon: So why don't you give me some covers. Me: Yeeeeeah. *gives covers* I'm very honest while I'm asleep about my unwillingness to share covers. Right now I'm suffering from brainfuzz again. I need a vacation. Scratch that. I need a vacation where I don't have to go anywhere, do anything, or interact with anyone. I need a reason to like my life again. There. That's what I really need. There's nothing right now about my life that I really like a lot.   Sounds: Dar Williams, Mortal City Words: the fray

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