I'm supposed to be writing now. I'm not sure what, either my essay or my torts assignment, or maybe the fic the glorious emiime is so kind as to let me co-write, or the one I promised duckgirlie , or... fuck me. Seriously. I can't even arrange my guilt in any sort of order.
It's past midnight, and I should probably go to sleep.
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But not before I post these, because they made me laugh.