honey you know we broke the rules.
I will tell you some things that are sad. FOR ONE, I am ACTUALLY UNDER ATTACK IN MY OWN BEDROOM. Spencer: The Fighting Fish JUMPS OUT OF THE WATER TO TRY AND EAT MY HUMAN FLESH BECAUSE HE IS EVIL AND ACTUALLY PLOTTING MY DEMISE and this happens when I try to feed him and ACTUALLY I FEAR FOR MY LIFE but no on seems to appreciate this because for example my mother said that it is unlikely the fish could bite off my HUMAN FLESH, OF WHICH HE WANTS TO EAT. For real, he jumps out of water and tries to eat me, and he spends the rest of the time just floating there staring at me AND PLOTTING.
It's like on one hand, for course I'm happy that I ended up with an evil fish, I would expect no less. But on the other hand whyyyyyyy does he have to use his evil against me?!?!?!!!!?!?!?!?! :'(
BAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. That is almost but not quite what is happening here. NOT QUITE BECAUSE HE IS USING HIS EVIL AGAINST ME HELLOOOOOOOOOOO I AM THE ONE WHO FEEDS YOU, FISH.
Another thing that is sad is that I nearly fell down the stairs when I was going to go get an ice cream bar, but I didn't actually fall and now I have an ice cream bar, so actually it isn't that sad. Pretty much that would count as a success, I would say.
I have been so friggen cranky this week, I can't even tell you. Or actually I could tell you, but I was trying not to because of how it isn't good to be cranky, so I was working on that. I definitely had a few times where I was at the computer and I realized that I was thinking things that would make other people mad at me if they knew I was thinking them, so I didn't post about those things. Isn't it weird that people get mad at you for the things that you might think? For real, there are lots of people just waiting and they already don't like you so you have to be very careful!
I have seven thousand five hundred words of the Brendon/Shane fic and it's totally like I'm flailing around in this plastic rowboat, all lost at sea and stuff. Or like, not really? Because I know what I want it to do and stuff. But I'm totally splashing around in an inflatable boat all by myself and maybe that is not too good. I think that maybe I will wait until I have written ten thousand words of the story before I post my picspam o' Shane(/Brendon).
Panic at the Disco sang some songs and they sounded pretty good. That's about all I've got about that.
Pretty much this is what I feel like right now
(I realize that actually that might have been a confusing picture to post. I don't feel like Spencersmithinbedohmygod right now. I feel like BLAHHHHHHHHHHHH! And like wiggling my tongue around a lot. A picture is worth a thousand words BUT ALSO SOMETIMES YOU NEED WORDS TO CLARIFY PICTURES, SO THERE.)
Also, this is my theme song:
Except that I don't think it's actually about being in danger of your fish so use your imagination, that is what I'm doing.
It's like on one hand, for course I'm happy that I ended up with an evil fish, I would expect no less. But on the other hand whyyyyyyy does he have to use his evil against me?!?!?!!!!?!?!?!?! :'(
BAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. That is almost but not quite what is happening here. NOT QUITE BECAUSE HE IS USING HIS EVIL AGAINST ME HELLOOOOOOOOOOO I AM THE ONE WHO FEEDS YOU, FISH.
Another thing that is sad is that I nearly fell down the stairs when I was going to go get an ice cream bar, but I didn't actually fall and now I have an ice cream bar, so actually it isn't that sad. Pretty much that would count as a success, I would say.
I have been so friggen cranky this week, I can't even tell you. Or actually I could tell you, but I was trying not to because of how it isn't good to be cranky, so I was working on that. I definitely had a few times where I was at the computer and I realized that I was thinking things that would make other people mad at me if they knew I was thinking them, so I didn't post about those things. Isn't it weird that people get mad at you for the things that you might think? For real, there are lots of people just waiting and they already don't like you so you have to be very careful!
I have seven thousand five hundred words of the Brendon/Shane fic and it's totally like I'm flailing around in this plastic rowboat, all lost at sea and stuff. Or like, not really? Because I know what I want it to do and stuff. But I'm totally splashing around in an inflatable boat all by myself and maybe that is not too good. I think that maybe I will wait until I have written ten thousand words of the story before I post my picspam o' Shane(/Brendon).
Panic at the Disco sang some songs and they sounded pretty good. That's about all I've got about that.
Pretty much this is what I feel like right now
(I realize that actually that might have been a confusing picture to post. I don't feel like Spencersmithinbedohmygod right now. I feel like BLAHHHHHHHHHHHH! And like wiggling my tongue around a lot. A picture is worth a thousand words BUT ALSO SOMETIMES YOU NEED WORDS TO CLARIFY PICTURES, SO THERE.)
Also, this is my theme song:
Click to viewExcept that I don't think it's actually about being in danger of your fish so use your imagination, that is what I'm doing.