*zombie scream*
i hate dogs. why, oh, why must they do things like SHIT ON MY BED?!?!?!
aunt stacey's dog Ralphie shit on my bed. right next to my brand new pillow!!! there is something wrong when you can't even keep slean sheets for more than three nights in a row. I mean, really now. ...then again, if i was a guy? hahahaha.... i'm not going there. *sheepish grin*
still, the whole point is this: ralphie shit on my bed. and it was a lot of shit for such a little thing. *grumbles*
thankfully, i had found my insence stash the other day, so my room smells like Dragon's Blood. muwahhah.
i'm writing a very naughty Spike story. where he basically tortures someone and, well, i have yet to decide who that someone is. because, well, people wont find out until the end anyway, so it gives me time to decide if it should be Xander or Oz.
i need to type up my other short HP piece. but i'm a litte ashamed of it. i mean, i write fluffy sex. not rape. and this was basically rape... though kinda not. but anyway. it's a Remus/Draco pairing, and that's rather odd, eh? i just gotta find the nerve to type it up. writing it. gods. i was a little nervous that me mum would find it.
i want to make Buffy icons for iconic_moon, but i can't find any good screencaps and AOL sucks big ass and makes you save it *.art and i dont' have that kind fo patience, i'm sorry, to fix it.
so those will have to wait.
i'm not doing another layout until after i get DSL again. because the Nightcrawler layout took too long to load for me, and i may sound pathetic, but i love looking at my work. heh.
mums colonoscopy went fine. her digestive tract is in fine condition. step-dad chased me around trying to show me the pictures, though. it was disturbing, so i ran and locked myself in the bathroom.
aunt stacey's dog Ralphie shit on my bed. right next to my brand new pillow!!! there is something wrong when you can't even keep slean sheets for more than three nights in a row. I mean, really now. ...then again, if i was a guy? hahahaha.... i'm not going there. *sheepish grin*
still, the whole point is this: ralphie shit on my bed. and it was a lot of shit for such a little thing. *grumbles*
thankfully, i had found my insence stash the other day, so my room smells like Dragon's Blood. muwahhah.
i'm writing a very naughty Spike story. where he basically tortures someone and, well, i have yet to decide who that someone is. because, well, people wont find out until the end anyway, so it gives me time to decide if it should be Xander or Oz.
i need to type up my other short HP piece. but i'm a litte ashamed of it. i mean, i write fluffy sex. not rape. and this was basically rape... though kinda not. but anyway. it's a Remus/Draco pairing, and that's rather odd, eh? i just gotta find the nerve to type it up. writing it. gods. i was a little nervous that me mum would find it.
i want to make Buffy icons for iconic_moon, but i can't find any good screencaps and AOL sucks big ass and makes you save it *.art and i dont' have that kind fo patience, i'm sorry, to fix it.
so those will have to wait.
i'm not doing another layout until after i get DSL again. because the Nightcrawler layout took too long to load for me, and i may sound pathetic, but i love looking at my work. heh.
mums colonoscopy went fine. her digestive tract is in fine condition. step-dad chased me around trying to show me the pictures, though. it was disturbing, so i ran and locked myself in the bathroom.