whiski_sour | Here's the plan, Stan

As soon as I bring my old NES downstairs and hook it up, I'll be spending the rest of my day studying for my psych test. I dunno why I have to hook up the NES today, but something in my brain said "OMG DO THIS NOW!" and so I will.

I don't anticipate on being on AIM tonight as I will be taking what will probably be a two hour study break to watch Lost and finish up on some fanfic stuff. That will probably be followed by more studying and going to bed at a decent hour so I can be coherent while taking my test.

My head feels like it's going to pop off. I blame it on Tropical Storm Matthew, which is currently parked over Illinois. It's just hanging out up there, fucking up the weather worse than usual and making my head hurt. Fucker.

I've run out of room on my fanfic post-it. Don't get me wrong. I've accomplished a bunch of stuff off of it, but I've also added a bunch more. I shall console myself by pointing out that I've gotten nothing accomplished on my original fic post-it nor have I added anything. There. That makes me feel better.

Now, to hunt down Super Mario and make that bastard work.