I'll promise myself tonight is the last night I'm up this late for a while. The people who I usually speak to late at night are going to be generally unavailable to talk due to changes in their lifestyles (the NaNoWriMo, and the changes to their scholaring).
Time to take stock and re-evaluate things, I think. It's odd how for some parts of my life, I prefer things to be random and all over the place, and others I need for a stability. I think since Saturday I've not felt overly fantastic, apart from sporadic moments - too much has been getting to me, and I've been getting a little too paranoid for my own good - when I begin to rise back up to happiness, I know I'm set to go down again sometime soon.
I get queasy on rollercoasters.
P.S. what's your username on GunBound?, I'm "yokazepanda".
It's deanrivers - I keep things simple and unimaginative.