buy my antifreeze

i've got some homework to do at 530am, which is now almost passed.

am i Rosencrantz or Guildenstern? does it really matter?

it either doesn't matter one bit, or it's the most important thing in the world.

Oh man. Time for another over-sugared pot o' coffee to set the fingers to not quite stable and the mind to quite sharp.

right now at this moment, for me to see you, if you were somebody i knew, you'd have to jump right in front of my face or i'd have to bump into you. this be told, i still believe in fate. oh well. pressed pressing press on. i'll be talking to you in a fortnight.