Lolling around

Not to be mistaken with LOL-ing around.



Sleep.



I craves it. Quail has gotten 12 hours of sleep in 3 days. Not enough, says she. AN OWL I AM NOT.

Fanfiction is the bane of my existence. I love it, I hate it, love to hate it, hate to love it.

But I can't stop reading. I suppose there's something wrong when I get most of my emotional fulfillment from reading other peoples' writings about other peoples' fictional characters. Maybe I'm just an escapist. Whatever the reason, it's still ridiculously fun in a guilty way.


Paycheck = happy!