I WANT MY WEEKEND.

And due to an overwhelming urge to get my room finished and total laziness, I do not want to go to the Paul and Storm concert with Nick tomorrow. But I'm going unless something happens because I said I would, and I'm curious about their concerts. Nick already told me he's taking me to the next Weird Al concert in the area.

An hour of work and I'm gone. Thank god.

Also, there's a new category on TV Tropes called "Troper Tales". It's basically peoples' personal stories relating to tropes. This entry is on the "Crowning Moment of Awesome" page:

This Troper's Crowning Moment was at his 16th birthday party. It was a fairly typical party...that is, until the cake was served. Why is that, you may ask? Because the cake said, simply, "The Game." Cue about 15 kids going "Damn, I lost!" (And then he wrote about it on TV Tropes because he's a complete asshole.)

HAHA.

Oh, and sorry. XD

... and goddamnit, if Fred calls me ONE MORE DAMN TIME about OCFS-119, I'm gonna scream. STOP asking me if ACS sent me crap and CALL THEM YOURSELF.

Gah. One hour.

Art block's trying to grab me again.