*pet pet* Man, at least you got one side. And my body has decided it wants to be The Grossest Thing In The World this morning. I'm hiding in my sweatshirt. *Makes faces*

At least the raccoon was, if not already there, on its way out. The process was ... guided along. *shivers a bit* Or something.

Mrr... So tiiiiired... Will probably outline in lit class 'cause I'm a biiiiiiiig dork an' otherwise such ideas as Tab A Slot B will be lost.
Well.
Probably not lost.
But misplaced... or something.