Nocturnal.

Last night I wrote an essay for my Maryland History class in about... say, two hours. It was, quite simply, an essay concerning the importance of Frederick Douglass' perseverance toward his importance as a figure in Maryland history. I read it this morning, upon printing it out, and discovered that it was, actually, pretty damn good. This is, I feel, simply more proof that I should become nocturnal.

Kyle's Kidney

Amazingly enough, Kyle does know how to pick up the phone! Yay!

Me: ...I thought you were trying to ignore me.

Kyle: I am.

Me: Are you?

Kyle: No. I mean, yes. I mean... Shut up.

Me: *snerk*

Kyle: Ladies and gentlemen, I am Kyle, king of foot-in-mouth disease...

Me: Or at least says-stupid-stuff disease.

Kyle: ...I have a kidney on my desk.

Me: So you said.

Kyle: No, I really do. Listen. *squealchy noises*

Me: ...kidneys go squealch?

Kyle: Um. No, not really. That was the sound they make when you drop them on the floor and they
accidentally explode.

Me: Ewwwwwwww. *long pause* Did it really explode?

Kyle: Let's just say I'm very glad I'm done with my Biology experiment...