So Severely Undercaffeinated Now

In retrospect, trying to write a minimalist-horror Slenderman story in the middle of the night, after a week of erratic to no sleep, was probably not the best idea I've ever had. I mean, I think once the whole thing's written out it will turn out reasonably interesting, in the 'Slenderman stares in the character's window and nothing happens and nothing happens and nothing happens and finally he snaps and tries to commit a major act of arson' kind of way. But I also think I might have just made it impossible to ever again open my curtains after dark. Way to go, me.

I don't think it will keep me from sleeping, though. Because I have pulled three all-nighters since Saturday (and I still have two papers to write, because I suuuuuck), and I feel like my brain is about to start dribbling out my ears. I'm afraid to lean too far over, in case I slosh. I apologize that lately this journal is 90% me whining and 10% me talking about European sports teams no one cares about, but it's been a rough quarter. Sometimes Zlatan Ibrahimovic's stupid face is the only thing worth living for.

masterofmidgets: I can't mentally picture him without a big doofy smirk
colourofsaying: Or his eyes crossed, or his head just doing that weird thing it does
colourofsaying: The Ibraraptor!
masterofmidgets: or punching someone
masterofmidgets: but in a less scary way than David Villa, who always looks like he's three seconds away from ripping your throat out, even when he's happy
colourofsaying: yup
colourofsaying: In a sort of dorky punch way
colourofsaying: (I dunno, he may be an international hitman, but I think he gets in slap fights...)
masterofmidgets: he is totally the kind of guy that punches people because he thinks it's funny
masterofmidgets: and doesn't actually realize he's like 3 times bigger than everyone else, and thus it actually hurts
colourofsaying: He's... okay, an awful lot like my cousin in that respect
colourofsaying: But my cousin eventually figured out that size + strength (although how he gets it, I don't know, he's a /film major/ in /Louisiana/ = cousins crying.
masterofmidgets: whereas Zlatan thinks it's funny to make strikers cry
colourofsaying: Strikers are wusses.
masterofmidgets: and yet he is one!
colourofsaying: The Zlatan laughs to see them weep.
masterofmidgets: he thinks they need to man up
colourofsaying: For he is the Zlatan.