Sometimes I whish I had an in-brain camera. Every morning, just before Brussels North, my train drives by the red light district of Brussels. Most mornings, I'm too engrossed in whatever I'm reading to even look (I'm so jaded), but this morning, I happened to glance out the window and saw an almost naked girl standing in the pink light behind the window, looking seductive while a middle-aged cleaning lady vacuumed around her. Surreal, man.
Okay, so maybe I will do the secret Santa thing. Maybe. Maybe. Will let you know before end of today.
(If only because I'm very tempted to manip a Santa hat on Draco's head just for the SS page. Heeeehehehehe. I'm far too easily amused.)
Having a very, very random case of Ice-T lust/love. Um. Somebody explain this to me?
I'm also having a random revival of "Oooh, graffiti! Tagging!" Not sure if the two are related.
Dear brain: kindly cease and desist the random speculative SF bunnies. No. I said, no. And no is no.
(And that goes for the random wibblebunnies as well. Shut up and go away.) Random and gratuitous use of handbasket icon. Bwahahaha!
I know that this massage will come to you as a surprise since we don’t know each other before, ...
*gigglesnickersnort* Drive-by massage! :D