i think my brain has left me.
either that or strange buzz from maths has finally taken control of my head.

hd un-crashed, got fixed, came back totally blank on one side (i managed to save everything down to the very last analysis on the mating ritual of crabs)
and got itself infected with a virus again.

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atleast the silly bugger is just running round in circles without actually wiping out anything.

if i can actually map out my brain on a 3-d model, a large chunk of it would be a bundle of mess soaked in unidentified slimy feeling sludge like solution, the rest would the not-mess and minimum requirement to keep functioning.

tomorrow: d-day. maths is out for blood.

but like what tomoko said
"i leave my fate to the stars, the dead cat, and the limbless man "

"What? Which one?"

"The slim one, with the come-hither pout. Below the streak."

"I see a giraffe."

"I see an ant crawling up your neck," he says, brushing it away. "What giraffe?"

"That one. That long skinny thing."

"It looks more like a penis."

"I thought you said that looked like me when I was annoyed."

"You look like a penis when you're annoyed."

-River, ch.12-


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