Yeah. Its five in the morning. And I'm still up... writing. I finished my zombie-esque story, and now I'm working on one about demons and grim reapers. Its entertaining. And um... I'm going to Minnesota in... eight days counting today. The thought of the plane ride makes my stomach sick and I can just feel a panic attack brewing. I was hoping I could buy Trick of the Light for the trip, but I havent gotten to yet. Still broke, and I don't get paid until the thirty first, if then. Shit I'm tired. Time for sleep. Night.
