Nooo, fugu!

"The vortex is open, Charlie!"

Well, that's what my display name kind of reminds me of: a school of poisonous fugu fish. Even though that's not what it means! Ah well, it doesn't really matter, I suppose.

I have to keep this short. Homework is killer, and taking long naps doesn't help get things done. Sigh, and my leaky reed is making me sad. I already have tape on it, and I put three coats of nail polish on it. I guess if I pass out in the middle of band tomorrow, I know why.