I HAVE HAD ENOUGH. Of everything. Except sleep.
I am sleepy. This is ongoing. I am never going to make it to the ENO costume sale tomorrow morning. I still haven't really tidied up. I am tired. My dad rang me and woke me up in the middle of my catnap. I can't write. It's too hot. Mwrf. MWRF, I say.
And the really annoying thing about the more nonsense bits of HBP is that now I can't ever, ever play Blaise in anything AND THAT SUCKS.
And thrice mwrf. I want to go back to bed but I have to make one again first.