I shall use this time to be productive.
I am now laughing cruelly at the thought of productivity at 2:30 in the morning.
So far I have successfully read the entire back archives of The Oatmeal. 18 pages worth. Why am I not writing or drawing or doing my own shit?
A question for the ages.
Also, I hate summer and its hot and I sleep days with no AC and I want it to be Halloween.
Someone get on that for me.
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