Decorum will not end, send resolution plzthnx. *headkeyboard*
Stayed up all menstrual and insomnia-ish last night, took advantage of the very rare quiet (the world is never quiet and Amarissia is quite sensitive to noise) to reread volume 4 of Mirage of Blaze. I completely understood who Date Masamune is and his place in the story for a few glorious minutes, but then I remembered multiplication and boom, it was gone. I must see someone about enlarging my brain. Or hell, just pick and choose what skills to give up. I rarely wear my shoelaces tied anyway.
Genesis: "Wasn't Sephy-sword guy the One-Eyed Dragon of something-or-other?"
Genesis: "I have a one-eyed dragon. I keep it in my pants."
Thank you, Genesis.
Genesis: "It's the spitting kind."
THANK YOU, GENESIS.
*is drained from writing funeral and strategically arranging tissue boxes every three feet* Will reward self with pizza and Korean horror movie later, after Japanese vocab and catching up.
Also, we're expecting snow AGAIN and the sky is going Silent Hill-white. Again. If Pyramid Head calls, tell him I've run out of mannequins for him to violate.