"Oh, the years burn..."

It's always good to get at least a few all-nighters in, over the course of a semester... consciousness, much like spaghetti, is Much Better on the second day.

... and being up at this hour produces some interesting feelings and needs for expression... we need to do karaoke, some time or another... and the karaoke place needs to have Disarm, and I'll pour out all of the nostalgia and mourning for lost potential and a misspent youth bottled up inside me...

*laughs* ... and then the Toasters come on with some happy-bouncy semi-political ska and utterly destroy my wistful mood. Eh. Darn those randomized mp3 players.

The Paper is coming along pretty well, by the way. I'll be done before classtime, easily.