So tonight I didn't feel like sleeping. I probably should, but I have stuff that I still need to do tonight that I just don't feeling like doing. And my normal procrastination methods have all run dry. So I was thinking--something I've been known to do from time to time--and I remembered that I had a deviantart account that I hadn't even logged into since... what? June? So here I am. Spending a few stolen minutes before I dive into writing and finishing my remaining two college applications. And then TOMORROW I get to take copious amounts of notes on The Stranger and Candide. Because I was too lazy to do it as I went along. Plus I have a bunch of other homework that I probably should have done several months ago, but detailing that out just seems like an awful lot of work right now.

I might actually post something new at some point next week, to prove that I haven't been catatonic over the past six months or whatever, but I'll have to dig a bit. I've been working on a play. Maybe I'll post part of that. Maybe I won't. I guess we'll all just have to wait and see.