I'm doing fine, been staying up late lately hehe. I've been watching Invader Zim on netflix, it's pretty much one of the best cartoons ever, and I wish Jhonen and SQUIDWARD'S VOICE ACTOR (Professor Membrane) would make new episodes or at least a short movie about earth fusing with a space toilet because Zim's house goes through a metamorph (the house is part Severus Snape and it was ronery, according to the tie-in direct-to-fanfiction.net novel by George R. R. Martin) that only Drew Pickles and maybe but not really Dib can stop, rated R for retardedly sugoi.

Speaking of sugoi, here's a leak of an unfinished fanfic I worked on earlier this year, back when I was high all day, every day.

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Reimu was squatting at the shrine, looking bored as hell. The last of her cocaine has worn off five hours ago and she needed a bump. Today looked like any other day to her, bland and pointless. The days seemed to blend together, just the same boring day over and over. She was tired, smelled like putrid liquor, and haven't slept in days, due to getting strung out on many stimulants the past few days.

Nodding slightly from a jitter, she suddenly slumped forward off of the steps she was sitting on and fell on the ground. Reimu didn't care though, she was dead to the world. Numb. She layed there, feeling nothing but time passing. She may have dreamed, but it was all distant to her, fading within the darkness of her mind, crumbling away. Just like herself.

A few hours later, Marisa started poking Reimu in the butt with her broom. She woke up a minute later, turning her head to look at the annoying shit with her bloodshot eyes, saying with a gravely tone "What the hell are you doing, Marisa?"

"I was trying to wake you up, geez" Marisa said "It's 5:46 PM, you've been sprawled out here for hours, mang".

Reimu relaxed a little "I've just been taking it easy today". She stood up, wobbling a bit.

"You looked fucked up dude, I'm worried about you," Marisa says, taking out a big ass blunt from her hat "Anyway, I got this bastard from a guido near the village, it's called green crack!" She grinned from ear to ear, showing her blackend meth head teeth.

"Cool," Reimu says, shifting on one foot to the other, her legs having fallen asleep. As Marisa lit up with fire magic, Reimu felt like she was forgetting something, something about last night. It was all too hazy, she barely remembered someone was here yesterday, but nothing about them. Cocaine's a hell of a drug.

Reimu mulled over this as she smelled stank ass weed burning, she had always loved it, having been toking since the incident with the moon making people crazy, caused by the asshole moon fuckers. Marisa passed the blunt to Reimu, who took a long drag, savouring it. They often hang out like this, smoking ganje and shooting the shit.

Breathing out her hit, she says "So what have you been up to?"

Marisa shrugs "Nothing much, man, I've been laying low for a couple of weeks