Bleh.

Happy birthday kotukawi and dimitriobsidian!

Locke, Domo-kun, and Kikyou.

ANYWAY. I WAS going to gripe about what a loser I am, but the entry started running away, and I'm too tired to catch it. Might as well take a little nap before I choke on my final. AND WORK. D:<

I started writing a script, Laura. It takes too long to get to the point, though, and I don't know how to work K in. But I've got doodles on the side! Hanging out with you Pratt people must've given me Super Art Powers for a day, via osmosis. ... Or something. Will scan. :D

Bialo-Padín: 1; Carey: 0

( The Final Trial )

I went to work and farted around there. I was so tired, that even my coffee started running out after four hours. Tom and Keith showed up around one and again at three, which was nice. ^_^ Visitors, yay. But the day was mostly boring -- we were actually IN THE RED for a while there -- and filled with the chattering of five tired young ladies.

And now I'm gonna bullshit my soc final and take a well-deserved nap. :D