Accidentally opened Plurk. It looks a lot different than I remember.

late night existential crisis plurks! In the short window between conscious and sleep I can think of something that shakes me to the core. Stuff that shouldn't bother me threatens to give me a panic attack.

Plurking on the way to the airport. Plurk, Plurk, Plurk, Plurk.

Home sick today! I got food poisoning and have decided to make the best out of it. I might finish Assassin's Creed 3 DLC or restart Infinite Undiscovery.

hungover