Regularity Update

So I've decided to finally take NoF's advice and regulate when I post. Considering the times I do write I end up with about six new posts and the times I don't I have none for a week at a time, it seemed kinder to just tell you when.

I AM NOW POSTING ON MONDAYS!

Why?

Because I hate Mondays. Can't sleep the night before, am so tired, forgot to do at least one important piece of homework over the weekend, gahhhh Mondays.

Fucking Mondays.

But, hopefully, my little bit of grouchy "humour" on Mondays will cheer you up a tad.

If anything SUPER important happens I'll post right away, otherwise, Mondays it is.

(A small part of finally agreeing to his demand would be I finally figured out how to make blogger post them automatically.)

If I feel like having 20 million posts backed up to the point where I finally post them they're obsolete  I may add a day or something. Like Thursday.

I AM NOW POSTING ON MONDAYS AND THURSDAYS.
OR ANY GODDAMN DAY I FEEL LIKE IT.
THIS MAY BE CHANGED LATER. THE THURSDAY PART, ANYWAY.

I'm figuring this out as I go along.

And now, so this post wasn't a complete waste, a small amount of funny to tide you over until I actually post stuff.

WARNING: MENTIONS NUDITY, BATHING, MORE NUDITY, MOSTLY JUST NUDITY, QUESTIONING CLOTHES, NUDITY, MORE NUDITY, IF YOU HAVEN'T FIGURED IT OUT YET THIS POST IS ABOUT NUDITY, BUT THERE ARE NO PICTURES SO SUCKS FOR YOU

I've been really sore for the last few days, like a deep ache in my bones which is not cool, universe, because I am very young and not really doing any strenuous physical activity besides karate.
So I decided to take a shower.
It's currently one in the morning.
Anyway yay hot water bones still feel sore but in a good way, I get out, and am like "Fuck. Clothes."
I've never been one of those people who look forward to getting to sleep naked once they move out of their parent's house, I have to wear a sports bra to bed and athletic shorts so I feel like everything is contained and secure and kept in.
Not like there's exactly much protruding, anyway.
But I had this moment like my skin rejected the clothing, and I contemplated sleeping naked.
Then I realized someone would stupidly wake me up in the morning, and that would not be okay.
AND THEN I knocked over a metal tissue box (don't ask, it's the one fancy thing we own, I don't understand it at all, or why it's in my room)  and it made a loud sound and I figured I should put on clothes in case someone came to investigate my well-being and how finding me naked staring at a pile of clothes in my hand would not be the best way to be found.

I found this amusing, on the other hand, it is one in the morning.

If not, I convinced Top Hat to embrace a new name. NoF suggested Sonic (I gave you credit so shut up), so he's gonna go by that now in real life.
Or in fantasy.
Caught in a... um... lyric... landslide.
There is no escape from the Matrix.
Oh that's definitely not it. 
Anyway, he refuses to change it legally but one day I'm gonna get him drunk and we shall make his name Sonic GottaGoFast [Real Last Name Here].

I am such a great best friend.