Birthday Countdown: 12 days
Christmas Countdown: 16 days
Dear
lumosnox: I would appreciate it if you'd stop eating my brain. Specifically, stop influencing my dreams, bitch. No love, Melle
(So yeah, I had this dream that I was a teacher and my class had the Slytherbrats and the ownedbabygeeks in it. Sodding hell.)
Scene, yesterday, while out shopping with
jintro:
Steve: *nudges me, points out LotR movie poster*
Me: *squeal* Hobbits!
Another scene, in an electronics store, proving we really shouldn't be allowed in public:
Me: Steve? Tell me I don't need a CD-writer?
Steve: Tell me I don't need a new video card?
Geeks At Large! And then there wsa this thing in a toy store, a parrot that would repeat whatever you said, and I had to stop myself from making it say "Bole's my daddy!" I, like
deepsix, should stop terrorising children.
In other news, the high fantasy bunny is growing. Damn you,
armistice!
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I also told my sister's bf that my father (who was sitting across from me at the time) would have him killed, and my dad very kindly said, "yeah, I'll have HER kill you." Alas, even my own father thinks me a murderer.
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He'll be corrupted eventually, might as well start early.
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