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*Glances bemusedly at last night's post*

Um. Yes, I was very drunk. My parents are where I get everything from. We went to the pub for a drink before our meal, you see. Five beers later, there was curry! Incredibly spicy curry! With, um. More beer. Good grief. How I evaded that hangover is a mystery.

Anyway, today is a day for writings! I want to get this short story done and posted to judge-types by Tuesday, y'see. It makes no sense and has some weird formats, and none of my characters are named, and there is badly-written verse throughout, and what.

*hyperventilates*

No logic! I know nothing about art, why is my centrepiece a five-hundred year old painting? Is it even possible for restoration to reveal hidden details in old paintings? Even though the details weren't originally there because evil ghost? What?

*drinks coffee and types maniacally*

EDIT, BECAUSE I FORGOT: Also, we are getting a kitten. My sister's been pleading for weeks, and my parents finally caved. Kitty!