36.5 K I WANNA KILL PEOPLE.

I'm not that behind really. I just... I'm at the point where I really just want to stop. But if I stop then I don't win. And I can't just not win.

On the bright side, I just finished by far my most favorite scene of all. It's when Anya is drunk and crazy with a really big Glock and is shooting at Dave because she's angry that he hasn't slept with her. And he's all like "I'll sleep with you now if that's what you want!" and she's all like "I don't want to do it because you feel like you HAVE to!" And Dave's all like "AUGH! WOMEN?! WHY DO THEY EXIST?! THEY'RE SO GODDAMN CONFUSING!"

PFFT, my OTP 2, ILU gaiz, even though I want to just stop writing your story now. It's terrible and makes no sense, but then again they always do when you write the draft.

Shit, I've gone through seven big bottles of Diet Coke within less than a week just to keep my "inspiration" up. My inspiration being caffeine. Because I can't function without my caffeine.

IT'S SO LATE GODDAMN IT. ARRRGH.

Oh yeah... my sister got her hand busted. her index finger in broken and she's got these cuts that needed 8 stitches. I watched the doctor do the stitches. It's like a train wreck because you're all like "AUGH NO I DON'T WANNA WATCH BUT IT'S SO COOL!" My sister took the stitches like a MAN... wait.

Also, I got to play with a tortoise today. I WANT ONE. And I will call him Joe. AND WE'LL BE BESTEST FRIENDS FOREVAH.

To all my fellow Americanos, HAPPY THANKSGIVING. I HOPE YOU EAT UNTIL YOU PUKE IT ALL OUT.

Personally I think Canadian Thanksgiving is better but I'm in the US of A and not Cananda so too bad for me.

I'm sorry, lack of sleep is getting to me and causing me to abuse the caps lock button big tiems. Worst of all is that I still need to take a shower because I'm a clean freak and can't sleep until I am sufficiently bathed. DAMN YOU MY OVERSENSITIVE CLEAN GLAND. DAMN YOU.

... Pfft...