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My brother is the sourest of all the Hegs. He got a parcel delievered yesterday, only we weren't in so they left a card, and today I walked all the way to the next village to collect it and then walked all the way back with it and put it on top of his wardrobe so his stupid cat wouldn't piss on it like he usually does, and when he got home he basically told me that it was my birthday present, that he wouldn't tell me what it was, and that he was keeping it at Hayley's house for the next month so I couldn't sneak in and look at it.
Sour. Little. Heg.
I am looking for temporary spider tattoos to complete one of my Halloween costumes, but I keep dismissing everything I find on the grounds that the spiders are too scary. I think deciding to dress as Arachne may have been a miscalculation on my part, given my rampant bugophobia.
In other news, the Losers is still super-beautiful. There should be at least three sequels to it. They would all be way better than that stupid Texas something-something-murder-mystery-nobody-cares bullshit movie that Daddy Winchester is in at the moment. I haven't seen it, but I already know it sucks. I'm magical like that.
Sour. Little. Heg.
I am looking for temporary spider tattoos to complete one of my Halloween costumes, but I keep dismissing everything I find on the grounds that the spiders are too scary. I think deciding to dress as Arachne may have been a miscalculation on my part, given my rampant bugophobia.
In other news, the Losers is still super-beautiful. There should be at least three sequels to it. They would all be way better than that stupid Texas something-something-murder-mystery-nobody-cares bullshit movie that Daddy Winchester is in at the moment. I haven't seen it, but I already know it sucks. I'm magical like that.