Wanged out

Can't think. Head full. Am totally confused re just about everything.

Today I will be mostly a porcupine staring at the sea. My name is 11a.

Time to use my mighty sleepworking powers.

My pet mistake

It's back!

And it's pricklier than ever!

Later I may try to write a story on here, or something, anything to stop me from wincing at myself/getting angry at other people when I know where the fault lies.

There is actually no fault.

I need strawberries and champagne.