I really ought to be reading Gilgamesh and going to bed. But am I doing either of these things? No, no I'm not. And why am I not doing these things that I must do? I honestly have no clue. I think I'm just a bit too wired to want to had in that direction.

But I truly haven't much to say as of this moment.

Bummer.

Although I am having one of those on-the-verge-of-something-cool feelings again. So stay tuned, and maybe I'll stop being boring.

the night is nearly over † the day is almost here