Whatever I feel like typing. In blog format. Fwee.
^ for some peculiar reason I have gotten a nosebleed every Christmas since I was little. So let's add, "Oh, shit, I just bled on the turkey" to the list of things I never thought I'd say.
I have no idea.
Anyway it was pretty nice, I got Photoshop (FWEEEE!), the results of which I will be posting here and there in the weeks to come. Fun.
Aaaand some nice markers and pens and about twelve notebooks.
Oh, God, I love getting office supplies for Christmas.
What? Nobody is joining my David Sedaris fan club? Come on! I know I'm not the only fan out there! :P
I had a rather odd dream last night I only remember two moments of. The first was me being all depressed because I wasn't allowed to join my school's beatnik poetry team. (My school doesn't have one, so I was a bit confused at this)
The next one was also school-related, it was my French teacher telling me, "The good lord told me to fail you."
I really need to drag myself away from the Shipping Pictures thread.
That sounds sort of like me...