I am so freaking tired today. Went to bed WAY too late last night. I'm not entirely sure how much I slept, because I kept waking up and dozing off and waking up and dozing off and isn't that always the best. It's okay, though, I chose to sleep that way and I am happy with said choice, my body, however, is saying, "FUCK YOU, YOU CANNOT EXPECT ME TO WORK UNDER THESE CONDITIONS," and I'm like, "Calm down, man*, you'll feel better tomorrow unless I decide to sleep like a retard again."
SO THIS WEEKEND, I got to go hang out with

ANYWAY. UM. Also I didn't write a damn thing, for which I am kicking myself, for which I will pay dearly tonight when I will force myself to go home and lock myself in my apartment and turn on the radio and write whenever music is playing (I get to break during the commercials), and I need to do this for...uh...two or three hours? Three might be pushing it. Two and a half. I MAKE NO PROMISES. ...it will be awesome.
OKAY HOLY BANANAS I'M ENDING THIS POST. IT IS RIDICULOUS AND KIND OF STUPID**.
*Because apparently my body is a man? Don't listen to me. I'm so tired.
**Hahaha, man, and also full of typos. Editing powers, ahoy!