some days the thought, "I'm in New Orleans" is the ony thing that keeps me going. not today.

[bedlamsbard]

After various and sundry weird dreams, I woke up this morning with the clear and happy thought, "Today I'm going to bake!" And then I blinked, realized the red thing in front of me was my roommate's bed, and went, "Oh, I'm in New Orleans."

And then my mood got approximately ten million times worse. Because I cannot bake.

Also, in completely unrelated news, at least I woke up and this XKCD strip on my DW circle. AHAHAHAHA *weeps* OH NARNIA OH PEVENSIES.