ooh fun airplane delays. n.n The snow is gone now and I am sad because it was like 70 degrees out today and I don't want nice weather because nice weather means shorts and sunshine and nope.
Ik ik my wall is like half flat and then it sort of slants in a little bit to meet the ceiling like: _____ / |____
okay terrible representation but you get it >.< So my poster was on the slanty part and I had to use so much sticky tape to put it up there that when it fell it stuck to itself and it wILL NOT COME OFF sobs
and I SHALL KAY but once i finish the hsm soundtrack because we'RE SOARING FLYINGGGGGG THERE'S NOT A STAR IN HEAVEN THAT WE CAN'T REACHHHHHHH
IT'S OKAY BB ME TOO My signed Dead Rabbitts CD finally came in the mail today :3 I think Craig's hand was getting tired by the time he got to signing mine though because it's just his initials haha My ETF poster committed suicide today and the stuff I used to stick it to the wall is sticking together and tearing and I think I'm going to have to buy another one sigh ;A;
Sorry this took me forever. Blehh. It's school break so I've been sleeping a lot. And eating. And then sleeping some more.
What fireworks fic? Idk, I like checking out the Larry blogs and such because drama drama everywhere and I'm entertained but I don't usually read the fanfics.
In other news, I just made a two-chapter translator parody of my own fic.
UGH TY BBY I'M NOT PERFECT THO DON'T HATE ME D: I JUST LIKE GAY ALL KINDS OF GAY WAY TOO MUCH GAY show me the booty give me the booty i want the booty beautiful booty
The snow here is usually pretty pathetic. It's apparently brilliant in Scotland, but I can't remember that so it's a bit disappointing :c Good things yES. I've been wanting to read a smutty Mileford fic, but everyone seems to be writing fluff and I can't write smut so I've just been dealing with it. You're my new favourite person, okay.
It snows here sometimes, but it never really lies :c Then again, when it does lie I usually sit around complaining about how cold it is and threatening to murder anyone who throws it at me.
Abigail-Louise Simpson