I do not have the brain today. I am all brained out. I fell asleep in class today as well. I am tired and I want to go home. Oh wait, I am home, now. Probably shouldn’t have driven while I was this tired. I must go to bed. Oh, right—a blog post.
I have nothing to say tonight, but that rarely stops me.
The gods of death are three,
and three they are to be.
The gods of death fear none,
and none may make them run.