Yay for finally figuring out where my Bleighton pinch-hit will go, thanks to Mighty Commander and Demigod
bartzina13. Granted, it'll go farfetched places of lols, but whatever, I've now learned that according to Stevenage's legislation, if your dog messes up they can order it to be DESTROYED. What the fuckery fuck, word usage! DESTROYED?
Also, my little brother is coming back from his Florida adventures tomorrow. I'm obviously more excited for the fact he's bringing me Neil Gaiman's American Gods than his coming back, itself. Obviously. Not
I'm so upset that LJ's stupid 40kb icon limit is going to prevent me from making
my favorite, most favorite icon EVER. Because I'm lazy and don't have the skill patience will to cut it down to anything below 60kb.
Blair Waldorf and God are BFFs and everyone knows it. *sighs*
PS: Guys, ~pray~ for
madcap_shiny. She thinks it's stress that it's making her throw up, but dude, you have an alien baby. Deal with it.