No paper left to draw on... 'cept lined paper from a tiny note book thing meant for taking notes from phone calls and the sort...
I wanted to draw, but nope. SO I GO CRAZY!
So crazy, in fact, that I started dancing around like that of a squirrel having a seizure. Then little people started tieing down my limbs. Before I knew it I was being draged out the door by people the size of a brand new eraser. They then attached the ropes to a tiny car and sped off, dragging my sorry carcas behind them down the dirt road(man that car had power!). Finally I lost conciousness after hitting my head multiple times on the ground.
2 hours later, I wake up in a beautiful white coushiony room. I feel so safe in my new straight jacket I may never want to leave!
Finally, the straighjacket I deserve! *mouth foamies* ROAR
*Rolls on the ground, then curls up* hee X3