Moths keep flying in through my window, and then they helplessly flap around the light and I just have to save their fuzzy butts. Curse my soft and unmanly heart, I should be drinking beer, carving ham with my axe and watching football, not running after butterfly.... things.


What I really wanted to say is - I'm sorry for posting even less than usual lately, but the college is being kinda rough. I should start being more productive in a week or so (derp, I always say that), and I'll post a bit in the next few days. So, uh... yeah.