EPIC IS EPIC.
(AND I KAYAK’ED. TO AN ISLAND, OH YES I DID.)
forever if.
{ i've only got forever, but forever is fine. }
Where the lovelight gleams
Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays, everyone! I’m excited for the Christmas movies tomorrow *jiggle*. Hallmark, don’t fail me.
I accompanied my mother to the court on Tuesday, and witnessed stupidity in the form of a defense lawyer. But like every occupation, there’s the red wine and there’s the diluted grape juice, so I won’t judge.
I just had fried eggs with ketchup; so good I forgot my name. Burp.
(MY LOVE FOR GINGERBREAD IS GREAT.)
I woke up early to baby blue eyes from the fire
So… I can do anything I want right now! Without having to look over my shoulder for any signs of a deadline! And that really ought to come accompanied by some kind of wow but I’m getting nothing, even after a week (it doesn’t take away from the exciting times ahead though, mind you, EXCITING TIMES! \o/). I think it’s probably because I’ve always done whatever anyway; the length of my attention span has never complemented my super-ego’s priorities, lmao. /o\
In other failures, I still haven’t gotten off my ass to go put up the Christmas tree. This current situation is very similar to last year’s, whereupon the outcome was the unfortunate absence of a fake fir tree on the merry morn of December 25th. Am I witnessing the birth of an overdetermined plot? D: Here, have 2007’s tree.
“go cry about it, why don’t you.”
(I can still remember scrubbing fake blood off my feet at two in the morning and feeling like I’d vomit nownownow, lmao. The original idea wasn’t very bright.)
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