So, that whole date thing which I seem to have accidentally engendered is tonight.
Not quite sure how that'll go. I'm confident that I'll make an absolute fucking prat out of myself or be perfectly unable to shut up.
I'm still not sure that anyone actually reads this (not even the prof who suggested we start these things [HI ROY]) but if you'd like to try to help me calm down, I'd be more than willing to accept aid. Or troll you, I'm not sure where that particular mood-aspect is leaning at the moment.
Try not to take it personally if I do, it's just the World and I keeping track of who's winning.