Day 118: Rage Beat...

Wow. The pixy stix buzz is wearing off. Del: I suppose I wouldn't have minded being distracted, but then I'd be up even later doing that evil paper. I finished it. A full seven pages, too. With footnotes and page numbers and everything. I didn't do a word count, but I think it'll be all right in the end. BenTen promised to check it over tomorrow, and then I can whip out that cheezy CJ paper and type up Tvordi's paper of doom. For once it was a paper that didn't give me trouble. Usually her papers scare away my paper muses and I have to exhaust myself playing DDR to get them back. Me going to bed soon. Jack the Ripper, Del? What have you done to yourself? Nagi is now high on Bad Luck and the tail end of a blue pixy stick. And she should be going to bed.

It's all hell in a handcart when I talk about myself in the third person.