Do you ever accidentally write something in the wrong conversation that works but seems to make an awkward pause and you don't want to explain. Not that I have to, I can get away with it because I write enough stuff out of no where that no one ever picks up on it.

FYI, I hate polyester thread.

ME: I'm so lame, srly D:
MAX: That because you're a 60 year old grandmother on the inside... with lots of cats
ME: but we don't have any cats!
MAX: I said on the inside~

I want to find a fandom for bubble tea~! Um, it's a strange urge, I know but I just had some real good bubble tea! None of the places in Vancouver or the greater Vancouver have as great of a selection as these guys had! The had mixed drinks as well~ and green apple jelly, yum! Makes me want to live off bubble tea... uh, again.

This really fucking scared me.

Tiss the new Lucky☆Star ending!

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I just sort of stared at it blankly for a bit.

omg! another post! but... why am I listening to Ricky Martin?

Sometimes I wonder how anyone is suppose to get any sleep with the internet around. But, but GAH! And I should stop listening to this play list. And then there is Malfoy in a maid's outfit and gah how is one suppose to sleep?

oh and just a little snip from the fic, on the Weasley twins informing Harry on important matters.

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