The man in the comic said so.
I'm sick with something like strep. In fact, I've been sick with something like strep for days, and it's... not fun. I'm getting sick of Sprite and NyQuil and macaroni and steamed peppers and mashed potatoes. That sounds like a lot--until you spend days physically unable to get anything else down your throat without crying. F being sick.
I am enrolled in a local community college. Yay!
I got a fake tree, a toolbox, the Barnes&Noble edition of
Arabian Nights, and a gift card to Barnes&Noble for Christmas. I also got a very, very generous gift from a friend on a gaming website.
I have a lot of art to do. I've been sitting here thinking that now would be the perfect time to do it, when I'm stuck at home and too tired to do much else anyway, except that I'm really too tired to draw, too... Bleh. I have until January 19th to do it all, and I plan to. Seriously, what else am I going to be doing? Reading through endless TV Tropes?
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Well, TV Tropes DOES ruin your life. It's at least as bad as wikipedia, and probably more so.
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