WELL...

At this moment, to fathom practicality in a great depth of reflection is something even I am forced to scoff over.

The scholarly, back-to-chaos events of the past few days have been enough to compose lyrical banter upon witty trash-talks, and yet, I have sufficiently drained myself of the human will and eagerness required to present said treasures to the world at large.

I just moved in.
I'm exhausted.
I'll talk to you later, okay?

Thanks.