Nothing like getting a table thrown at your character within the first few rolls of Dungeons & Dragons and being incapable of dodging it.

This is why I'm only going to be a Dungeon Master for a while.

The best part of waking up in the morning is listening to everyone in my family downstairs doing stuff. Getting ready for school, eating, cooking, simply just, talking.

It's really calming and helps me get out of my bitchy attitude my night owl self has a furious love hate relationship with.

Otherwise waking up is a shitty experience where my mom yells at me for ten minutes before I finally climb out if my bunk bed which is surprisingly comfortable.

I don't know about you guys, but my parents always take my food whenever I simply sat down and let them into the kitchen for two seconds.

And it's usually my favorite food that they would eat.

Spaghetti? Screw you, you live under my house, give me dem noodles.

Cheesecake? Take my own slice? My would I do that when you've already cut one?

Chicken? (Incomprehensible garbling)

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M: (staring at drawing)

Crystal: (stacked up with food preparing for all nighter) That's a nice drawing.

M: (grumbles)

Crystal: The hands aren't that bad.

M: (looks at her)

Crystal: . . . . Okay they're terrible, but they're hands everyone struggles with those.

M: I know, they just. . . . Look bad. And I don't know how to fix them.

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Well, school for me is going to start in about eight or so hours. My internal sleeping schedule is already fucked up beyond hell so I'm going to be a pissy brat when I wake up. More so than usual. My freedom in summer has been a fun time, improving my art and writing well. Even meeting new people, that I will test with my perverted brain, to see if they will giggle in unison with me as their nose bleeds or flee.

It has been an honor fucking with you all.

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There are few terrible things that happen whenever my grandmother on my dad's side comes to visit. (Not to be confused with his stepmother.)

One, she tries to talk to me when I'm already classified as the family introvert, when sometimes I'm rather the opposite which makes my title hilariously ironic.

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Walking through your house in the darkness to relieve yourself of the overwhelming need to piss is not worth it when you slam your fucking toe into a hardwood box.

And having to explain to your siblings why there was a weird gargling sound last night.

But in the end I did get to the bathroom. So I guess. . . .

There's a happy ending to this? I don't even fucking know anymore.

When your little brother asks to sleep in your bed after many years, and you don't know how to respond.

Seriously.

This hasn't happened in forever.

And somehow I don't have a sex joke prepared to respond to him with.

Sure as hell have an incest one though.

So I'm up at four in the morning.

Writing a slash fiction, yuri lemon.

Well then. . . . . .

IM BEING SLEEP DEPRIVED FOR THE SAKE OF YURI

MY TIME ON EARTH HAS CERTAINLY BEEN SPENT WELL!

Crystal: Oh my god, shut the fuck up and go to sleep.

Never, sleep is for the weak!(collapses)

(Wow, what a title)

So basically I was surfing around in DA for a while and I came across a post with two male characters in it. I was being silly, saying how I was already shipping them, but still angry how my babes weren't shipped as much as I wished they were.(you should know who they are by now, if you haven't, that shota wannabe that looks like Featherwieght and that definitely closeted blue smurf with gigantism, as well as gigantism somewhere else.) And then I got a reply...

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