A day off? In MY calendar?

Today in real life I missed out on trick-or-treating with my family for the first time ever, due to my recent move to the area and hence, me being the last person to book off Halloween night. It was depressing to miss such a tradition, yet the overall candy haul was above average even without my participation, thanks to the generosity of this new neighbourhood. I am now booking off Halloween a year in advance. Later on into the night, I took on the role of the goddamned Batman and was thrilled with the smooth gameplay, great voice acting, and every little graphic detail that went into creating the Asylum. Kudos to you, game developers; you've made quite a gem. Other than that, and for the first time in two weeks, I have absolutely nothing else to do outside the house today. Best get to cleaning and studying. Both my room and my academic mind are a fair mess right now.

Today on the internets I sldkjfsadkjfhusydfh'd. So many good posters lately, so little wall space. To think, I might actually have to give one of my wall scrolls away to make room for this. The torture! The depression! The inconceivability! щ(°Д°щ) I also found this Cardcaptors lot that I am more than willing to pay for right this minute. Have you any idea how rare those collectibles are? The Lasin Board and Clow Card Shooter alone were pulled from the Taco Bell toy lineup soon after their release in 2002 because of religious communities' complaints of their resemblance to dark magic! Dude!

Today in fiction I'm just about finished ironing out the kinks for Until Life, so that should be getting updated again on time as of next week. Hopefully. Same goes for Decent Society, although the hiatus for that one is more properly attributed to a mixture of laziness and too many more important things to do IRL. (Damn IRL.) The next chapter of Tensai Generation is coming along wonderfully, aside from the fact that I have apparently forgotten how to write angst. Me. Forgetting how to write angst. I believe the world may be coming to an end soon. Or maybe I've grown too content with my current surroundings. Note to self: be moar emo moar often, it helps you write better.