1.31.2005

Distorted Cube of My Nightmares

Yes, that's what I have to construct tonight. Out of posterboard. Could someone just put me out of my misery now? Because if you don't I'll just perish from loss of blood at about 3 am after I've accidentally cut all my fingers off with the Xacto knife.

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