It is my great displeasure to announce that I am no longer rubbery.
It was nice being tall for a little bit. But I guess it was inevitable that I'd go back to normal eventually.
Oh well. Is anything happening tonight? I kind of want to get out of the apartment for a little bit, but it's morning where most of my friends are, and I feel like dancing or going to a bar.
The bar thing is optional if the party's in America. But not if it's any place with a reasonable drinking age. (Seriously, how much more mature am I going to be in nine months?)