Slowly Going Mad

I organized my crayons because . . . well, I suppose I wanted to make myself insane. Lose my mind. Whatever. It kind of worked, but I'm not sure I've had a mind to lose in the first place. Anyhow, after organizing the crayons i walked around the apartment showing my parents and saying in a strange voice, "aren't they pretty?" with what I'm sure was a strange look. Eventually I decided to take a picture.

Organization took about seven hours~ but only because I couldn't figure out how I wanted to organize them D:

96 pack crayons FTW.