My goal today seems to have been: stay out of the house as much as possible.
I mean, dude. It's in the 90s, and my house has annoying children. What would you do?
So. This afternoon, I went to the movies and saw Underworld. Thoughts: Kate Beckinsale is pretty. The movie is pretty.
And this evening my mother took me out to Target and bought new clothes for the first time in ages. Thoughts: my new clothes are pretty.
On a completely different note, a week ago
fox1013 asked me what I wanted her to write for me. I replied jokingly that she shouldn't leave it open for me like that, because I could request [insert perverted dirty wrong pairing here]. Before I could give her my real requested, Fox chirped "Okay! I can handle that!"
The sad part of this story, of course, is that by now, I actually want to read said perverted pairing. What's even worse is that I told
molly36 this story and convinced her to write it for me, too.
The Internet is a sadly corrupting place.
I mean, dude. It's in the 90s, and my house has annoying children. What would you do?
So. This afternoon, I went to the movies and saw Underworld. Thoughts: Kate Beckinsale is pretty. The movie is pretty.
And this evening my mother took me out to Target and bought new clothes for the first time in ages. Thoughts: my new clothes are pretty.
On a completely different note, a week ago
The sad part of this story, of course, is that by now, I actually want to read said perverted pairing. What's even worse is that I told
The Internet is a sadly corrupting place.
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27/9/03 22:56 (UTC)Isn't it GREAT? *imagine me with manic big-eyed face here*
(No, I'm not caffeinated...why would you ask?)
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