Wow, I'm Fucking Tired

I have a lot of life goals I think - some pretty major, like ruling the world with an iron fist, some less so, like being in a bar fight and bashing someone over the head with a chair. (I realize these are both violent and ridiculous. They're just what popped into my head, okay?)

But really? All things considered? I would settle for having a smallish, large-windowed, cozy little house filled with a great many piles of books, some of which have cats sleeping on them.

Yeah, I should probably go to bed now.