Blegh.

Ever get that feeling?

Where you just wanted to say "BLEGH!" and lick your sock and smell some acrylic paint and perhaps defecate a little?

Uhmyeah.

That's my feeling right now.

But guess what!

I hate pooping.

I'm also pretty tired.

I'll be going to bed.

As the raven's eye watches I'm going to bed.

And perhaps becoming a poet.

Or insane.

:D