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I'm feeling really misanthropic right now. Blah. I really shouldn't go on message boards, like, ever; in small doses, they're okay, but too much and I start to realise that I don't really like people. Add in that it's 5am, my sleeping patterns are whacked, I've basically eaten crap today, I still need to email my dad and buy plane tickets for next weekend I can't afford right now, and I've finished reading the book series I was really enjoying, and I feel ... ick. I was in a good mood earlier, too.

Oh, well. I think I might reread The Immortal Prince and The Gods Of Amyrantha, and I'd really like to write, but I have a feeling I might have to sleep first. In fact, sleep is usually a good solution to 90% of my groundless mood problems, but I still have to talk myself into it, because apparently I'm five.