I just want to sit in a comfy chair and knit forever.

I only ever think to come here late at night when I should have been asleep hours ago. My blog is appropriately named, I suppose.

I don't really know what to say. I just remembered I have a blog and figured I might as well write something. Something, something...

I'm feeling particularly wistful and nostalgic at the moment.

I have to get up in the morning to go to a Taekwondo promotion. I haven't practiced properly. I'm pretty sure I have to break the board with a reverse side-kick this time, and I suck at those. I really really really really don't want to go, but I'm driving my friends up too, so I'm obligated.

I was greatly looking forward to having nothing to do this weekend, but no, there just HAD to be a promotion. FUCKING BALLZ.

Ah, ce la vie. Did I spell that right? Probably not.

Qwat evarz.