ink_n_imp | Yep, Midterm tomorrow.

And once again, I find myself procrasti-fucking myself.

Bring back memories of creative writing pain and misery?

All's Quiet on the Eastern Front
By Antonella Inserra

Trudge up the stairs.
The noise will confuse you,
the explosions of sound will
throw you off balance
as you wade through the
bodies that clog up the hall with
dazed expressions of Monday battle shock.
Your bag weighs you down--
hold your books close;
maybe they can protect you.
The Bell,
sending people ducking for cover into empty classrooms
before the warning that proves your late
finds you exposed in the hallway,
and attacks.
Into your classroom
Quick!
find the calm
before the next storm arrives,
forty-five minutes from now.

God damn that woman made me loathe all things poetical.

EDIT 3 AM: OMG IAN'S BACK FROM Kazakhstan!!!! MY SUGARDADDY WITHOUT SUGAR IS BACK!!!!!

Friday night. Thai food and Upright Citizen's Brigade. Sharing of Traveling Abroad war stories...

Oizys (2:49:12 AM): well can we plan to meet at the theater at say 8, eat, see show on Friday?
Oizys (2:49:16 AM): what do you say?
tomfooltook28 (2:49:29 AM): if 8's enough time, sure
Oizys (2:50:03 AM): cool you are now bound by the demon hand of kasiltha to this plan
Oizys (2:50:17 AM): wahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa
Oizys (2:50:21 AM): ehm
Oizys (2:50:23 AM): yes
Oizys (2:50:26 AM): well....
Oizys (2:50:29 AM): till then
tomfooltook28 (2:50:35 AM): alright, but tell that demon hand to keep to himself
Oizys (2:51:01 AM): he'll be polite, no hankey pankey
tomfooltook28 (2:51:01 AM): stay at the equator in the least...if he goes to far south OR north there will be a reckoning
Oizys (2:51:25 AM): damn you women and you duel private areas!
tomfooltook28 (2:51:31 AM): MWHAHAHAH!!!

...God I've missed that boy something fierce.