Why did you abandon me?

yay for impressionable young minds whom I can fob my propoganda off!

Seriously though, Crosbie is my bitch. Intellectually speaking.

See, I'm sitting here in this cold, cold chair, with my cold cold screen, with my cold cold hands, with only a touch lamp to keep my company.

A TOUCH LAMP. Not even a fucking clapper.

I deserve that clapper damn you! *claps*

I might go study. Or not.

I finished Kirby. Goddamn that game is cute. Kirby has more than one dance! It was a revelation to behold. I am feeling irritable. Like a sea urchin. Or a clam. Night.