OKAY, LAST NIGHT, AS USUAL, I GOT DRUNK OFF MY ASS. NOT AS USUAL, I REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED. SINCE I KNOW HAVE THREE EXAMPLES THAT I REMEMBER, I CAN PAINT A PRETTY ACCURATE PICTURE OF WHAT HAPPENS EVERY NIGHT.

1. I HANG OUT WITH ONE OR TWO PEOPLE, TALKING. I COOK FOR THEM.

2. MORE PEOPLE COME IN, OFTEN WITH BOOZE.

3. I DRINK. A LOT

4. EVERYONE PLAYS A GAME.

5. I START GETTING REALLY DRUNK.

6. WHEN I'M DRUNK, MY ONLY PREROGATIVE SEEMS TO BE STAYING WARM.

7. I CRAWL TO THE NEAREST WARM PERSON'S LAP AND PASS OUT.

8. THIS PERSON APPEARS TO MOST OFTEN BE AZULA. OCCASIONALLY SPARKY, WHEN EVER HE HAPPENS TO BE THERE. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, GODDAMNIT!!!!?


:/ I REALLY NEED TO STOP DRINKING.

OKAY, THIS MORNING I WOKE UP WITH THE HANGOVER FROM HELL, WITH SCRATCHES ON MY CHEST AND WEARING A SHIRT THAT'S NOT MINE. MY ACTUAL SHIRT WAS IN SHREDS ON THE CHATROOM FLOOR. THE CHAT ROOM WAS ALSO COVERED IN CHOCOLATE, EMPTY BOTTLES OF FIRE WHISKY, AND SOME BLACK HAIR. ALL I HAVE TO ASK IS, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED LAST NIGHT!!!?

7:30 - WAKES UP IN THE CHATROOM COVERED IN WHATEVER YOU PEOPLE DID TO HER WHILE SHE WAS UNCONSCIOUS IN CHAT LAST NIGHT

7:45 - TAKES A SHOWER

8:15 - WASHES THE FROSTING OUT OF HER CLOTHES

8:45 - MAKES SOME RICE AND TEA FOR BREAKFAST

9:00 - EATS SAID BREAKFAST

9:10 - BREAKFAST IS INTERRUPTED BY SUMMONS, CRAMS FACE AND LEAVES

11:45 - RETURNS TO TEMPLE

11:50 TO 12:45 - READS IN HER ROOM

1:00 - REHEATS AND EATS SOME POSSUMCHICKEN FOR LUNCH

1:30 TO 3:15 - TAKES A NAP

3:15 TO 4:00 - TAKES A WALK THROUGH THE TEMPLE

4:00 - IS SUMMONED AGAIN

7:00 - RETURNS TO TEMPLE

7:05 (NOW) - READ IN THE CHATROOM

GOOD AFTERNOON EVERYONE. I'M IN THE CHATROOM, AND I'VE MADE SOME TEA. FEEL FREE TO DROP IN.

I'M A CHIIIIIIIIIIICK! I CAN'T REMEMBER LAST NIGHT AT ALL, BUT I WOKE UP IN THE CHAT ROOM LIKE THIS! THIS IS HOOOOOOOOOOORRIBLE! D8

FUCK YOU ALL. WHAT THE ALMIGHY SHIT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? YOU MOLEST ME EVERY TIME I GO TO SLEEP, I UNBURY TRAUMATIC SHIT IN MY SUBCONSIOUS AND YOU KICK. MY. ASS. AND NOW THE LAST FUCKING STRAW. THAT DREAM. I'M GLAD I STABBED YOU, CHONG. I HATE YOU, MOONBITCH, AND I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS, THE DUKE. I'M COMING BACK WITH WAN SHIT TONG AND A SPELLBOOK AND WE'RE GOING TO KICK YOUR ASSES.

WTF!!!!! D:< LAST NIGHT, I WAS IN THE CHATROOM, READING, WHEN CHONG GAVE ME SOME OF THAT HORRIBLE STUFF HE SMOKES, AND I PASSED OUT. THIS MORNING, I WOKE UP IN THE CHATROOM, COVERED IN KETCHUP, INK ON MY FACE, BREADCRUMBS IN MY CLOTHES AND THERE ARE FINGERNAIL MARKS ON MY -ASS-!!!! WTF, MAN!!!!!!?

I.. I. I FELL ASLEEP IN THE CHAIR OF ONE OF THE BEDROOMS OF THE TEMPLE, AND WOKE UP TO THIS:





MY EYESSSSSS.