I'm trying to get through school days on more caffeine that sleep. It's not the wisest choices of time management that I make. I'm so tired right now, because I was up too late fighting with a paper I had to write, because I spent the afternoon/evening watching zombie movies and reading Arthur/Merlin fic.

And can I just say how very, very much I want to write Arthur/Merlin fic? Because it is a lot. A whole lot. Epic, previously untold amounts of lot. I just, you know, broke up with writing again. It's been hard. I'm hoping Ben & Jerry's and a zombie marathon can get me through.

Today, while wasting time between classes, I decided to extend my zombie movie collection with Dawn of the Dead and all three Resident Evil movies. (For a grand total of... $25 before tax!) Hilariously enough, I was carded when I went to check out. Apparently people over the age of 17 don't typically have hair the color of mine.

I really, really, really want to move. I'm not even joking.

I would also like it if someone could make my Spencer/Brendon zombie apocalypse fic write itself, since writing and I aren't speaking to each other. Also, please make Pete Wentz stop being so sketchy. Also, please make Pete Wentz not so hot like burning, especially while being so crazy sketchy. I don't even know, you guys. My world view is shaken with his hotness. It's not right. It's just not.

Also! I would really like to watch the It's Almost Hallowee-ee-eee-een video. But then I just get all sad, because they aren't doing stupid faily dance moves together anymore, and Spencer Smith's pornostache was preserved on film to horrify future generations.