it's a marshmallow world in the winter. unless global warming eats it.
Click to viewI'm kinda obsessed with this movie right now, but I have the attention span of a 13 year old girl, so we'll see how long that last.
credit tiffo @ dbsg and whatever she credited. *is lazy*
This picture makes me miss the boys and fandom. Not that I don't love them as much anymore, it's just... I stumbled across them at a time when I really needed something to comfort me, maybe even save me. Their music was so much like a security blanket for me. I guess it was a 'right time, right place type' thing. i'm not expressing myself the way i want too. :|||
(also, i don't know why this picture won't save as big as the one over dbsg. *cries*)
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in totally unrelated awkwards, i dreamed that i was babysitting pete wentz's kid last night. i blame tmz; it was the first and last time i watch that show. in my defense, i was lured in by the man supposedly peeing on a christmas tree on the red carpet. okay, yeah, so anyway i was babysitting peter's kid. there was some vague notion that made it logical because we were cousins, which actually kinda makes sense to me. i've never really been attracted to him, but i've liked his music. he probably would have been fun to have at holiday dinners; like he would have been the older cousin that annoyed me by calling me mushroom head and sitting on me, but snuck me into r-rated movies.
right, so back to the dream. my mom and brother were there and we were talking about how the baby was only 19 days old but pot-trained, kinda like those crazy toilet flushing cats. it kept toddling towards me and i was trying to keep it at arms length. it looked like a cross between this talking doll i had as kid which lips moved in a scary-chucky-way and that dancing-uga-chucka baby. it was almost a nightmare, but then i suddenly morphed into starbucks barista in training. only i was in a church kitchen. the rest of dream was pretty lame. highlight - pointing someone in the direction of the bathroom.