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So. It is two in the morning. I am hyperactive beyond belief and have determined that as such, it is pointless for me to attempt to go to bed.

Observations of the evening:

1. Punk boys can't dance. At all.
2. Saves the Day is awesome, but whoever opened should take many lessons from Morphine and minimalism.
3. Concert t-shirts are sized about three sizes too big.

Lastly, person who was wearing the Dion's shirt and felt the need to punch me should be taken out and shot. Preferably by me, but hey, I'm not that picky.

Also, I have been covinced to run though campus for no apperent reason. Enough of this update business... running.

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Things one ought not do: (And by one, I mean myself.)

Attempt to update one's journal at two in the morning.

Calculus whilst high on sugar.

Sugar.

Art of any sort while on the phone.

Forty-five things in a given weekend.

Concentrate on things other than anime, while you have the perfect sessions of Cowboy Bebop in your room.

Try to be witty on no sleep. Give it up.

On the upside, the Demonic Name Generator loves me. And I am the Demonic Servitor of Entropy, Confusion and Explosions.