This is not a gleeful cackle, you understand. No, no, this is pure hysteria/appreciation of the utterly absurd. I mean -- me? Do that reading? You have got to be kidding me. If you all think I'm doing that reading, certainly we've never met before. Let me introduce myself: I'm Nifra. I like to eat and sleep and breathe sometimes between doing homework assignments.
On another note, I'm so behind in watching Smallville that it's retarded. I haven't seen the last three episodes. I weep with rage and frustration. I weep and shake and sweat from withdrawl. (And then of course, I do reading, because reading is now my life.)
Also --
Oh! That's another thing I wanted to vaguely complain about: I'm still mad broken. You'd think I'd have healed by now, or that my spidey senses would have somehow made it so that I could walk and stuff. Sadly, not the case.
I guess I'm not really a mutant, after all. Damnit.
OHH! And! I'm behind on birthdays like whoa as I live in a perpetual bubble of broken --