From 02/10:

I R LEVEL UP.

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So, 22 years ago, in the middle of a blizzard with a shitton of UFO sightings, I began my reign of terror on this planet.

GUISE GUISE, WUT DID YEW GET 4 ME?!1/1//1??!?!/1

Oh well. I would have forgotten it was today if I hadn't been up till somewhere past 3am and noticed the day change. So I'm running on somewhere under 3 hours sleep, trying to write a journal which is guaranteed to be scarcely coherent, while waiting for photography class to resume, which I don't have my work for, because the people in the Cage need to be kicked in the head.

*tableflip* Screw it, I'm done typing. I'll add shit later if shit happens. Don't hold your breath, we all know I'm an antisocial angry animating asshat.

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EDIT 2/11: So after an interesting night, I woke up completely confused as to who I was, what gender I was, why one of my characters was not snuggled next to me, and thinking about how to rescue one of my minions....who did not have the correct name.

I'm not sure whether to laugh or try and work out how questionable that was. Or maybe both.

I'll assume this was a side effect of spontaneously having my dinner revisit me. I have now declared war on my body. This could get ugly, kids...