I just wanna play Fallout 3.

Today in real life school was fantastically boring. Or perhaps its still fascinating and I'm the one haplessly losing interest. In order to keep myself going, I must find a novel way to encourage myself. Welcome to my new academianspiration. For some reason, I realize whenever I imagine them watching over me, the very thought drives me to study harder, because even as a non-genius, I know I could still gain their respect if I tried hard enough. Sure, it's a completely friggin' crazy reason for getting awesome grades, but whatever works, right? Right? Ah. [I smell a new Secret in the works.]

Today on the internets I recieved a glowing review (id # 3000177376) that reminds me it's all worthwhile. [Thank you for making my week, Anon. Reviews are the heroin of the writer's soul.] I also lol'd at this revelation during Anthropology class, as in 'why the heck hadn't I thought of this complication before?', 'why the heck hasn't anyone else thought of this complication before?', and 'why the heck am I thinking about the potential obstacles of time travel when I really should be paying attention to Anthropology class?' Damned dirty polygamous infanticidal apes.

Today in fiction Rorschach is about to kill me for not updating since July. After months of verbal and emotional abuse, Yuni finally starts getting upset over being rejected by her Sensei, forcing his hand to take a proper course of action. Light and Misa are becoming focal points in the new chapter, and I've doomed a character to being a servant of Hell for two millenia because of a completely selfless decision. Life's a bitch. [As the saying goes, if it were a slut, it'd be easy.]