Normally I stick to serious entries for mag's pies, but I am high on cold meds so you get me pretending to be funny instead. At least, it was funny in my snot-congested head. I expect that somebody will call me on calling that decora lolita when I guess that particular outfit isn't, but can you really call it sweet lolita either? Can you even call that lolita? Whatever. It's silly, is what it is.

I also do geek jokes, apparently.

I'm over the worst of my cold, thanks to pumping myself full of fluids and laying in bed all day yesterday (ambientfiligree was right--laptops are the greatest invention ever when you don't think you can sit upright for more than ten minutes). But this weekend ended up not nearly as productive as I hoped, and even though I wrote some stuff, I keep reading it over again and thinking "...does that REMOTELY make sense?" And this is the paper that I feel pretty solid on. D: I'd better get those mental capabilities back soon.

One week from hell left! \o/