Alright, it's around 4:20 in the morning, I can't sleep, the window's open and the birds are up, I'm REALLY fucking cold, and I need to think. So I'm gonna jot down a few things here for later reference because I'm probably gonna forget all this when I wake up tomorrow.

I need to get inspired. I've noticed for a while that I've had no drive to write. I think that's mainly because I usually get asked to write stuff for people, and I never write anything for myself anymore. I just don't enjoy it like I used to, 'cause it's usually just somebody asking for smut. And honestly, after a while, it all looks the same. It gets old. So I've gotta find something, someone that can help me figure out how to get back into the swing of things.

Emy can play Dead or Alive. Yes she can. Love, I don't care how much you deny, but when you can counter like a fucking MACHINE, you must be doing something right dammit. I totally have to play her again. That's if her dad doesn't go nuts about his grade like last time.

Speaking of Emy, going to a Muse concert with the lovable bish next week. I need to make a sign or something, something to get Matt's attention. "FUCK GAIA, SHAG DOM <3" or something. It needs to be done.

Oh yes. I have an addiction. It's unhealthy, but it's something I need, otherwise I'm a wreck. I was freaking out earlier to the point where I thought I was gonna collapse on the floor hyperventilating. Now THAT would've been cool.

And before I forget, I applied for a job in GameStation. So hopefully, considering I get on well with the guys there, and I know the ropes already, I might have at least a chance at getting a job there. Fingers crossed.

Alright, I'm out for now. Later.

Note: It's nearly six. Once again. Two days in a row, I can't sleep. Yeah, I need help. I really need help.


Do Day a WONDERFUL favour.




Go watch them. They're all good people, with awesome artwork.

DOOWIT D:<