NOTICE: All closets are officially off-limits until the avalanche issue has been delt with

I am so tired. I could fall asleep right now.

For the past hour, I have done absolutely nothing but sit in front of the keyboard and yawn....and yawn...and yawn...and yawn...It's like Yawnfest 2004.

Yawnfest 2004?

Yes, I really must be tired to come up with something that overwhelmingly tackey.

Heh.

An interesting, and sadistically amusing thing happened into my Car Care class today....some idiot actually crashed the donated van we were working on. Heh. A whole side ripped into by an entirely too sharp turn into the garage.

It was one of those very rare occassions where I've had a laughing attack that was nearly unbearable in severity. And at school no less.

Perhaps that is what took all the energy out of me. Little thieves.

*blink* Who exactly those "thieves" are, I haven't actually decided. You see, my coherency is fading with every moment that passes by. Which would be the reason that I'm typing this at a lightening fast speed before my ability to speak eloquently at all abandons me.

No, I'll "crash" at the keyboard before I allow that to happen.

As such, I'm becoming dangerously close to reaching that point. It is now that I shall now sign off and make a pillow out of the space bar.