Ahh! I missed my deadline by nine minutes! I’m sorry! But, well, it’s only 12:09, and it certainly still feels like Friday night to me. THIS DOESN’T COUNT. I make the rules. And anyway, it’s Friday somewhere. Like California. It’s still very much Friday over there. Granted, I’m not in California, but let’s pretend.
Another short one, because nothing is happening other than homework. Homework is happening. Very slowly, very gradually, but it is happening.
I just went to the bathroom, and one of the stall doors was hanging off its hinges. I went ahead and peed anyway. But I’m assuming it’s a full moon and I missed a werewolf transformation. I shall be locking my door tonight. You are on a journey, Mysterious Bathroom Werewolf. Godspeed.