By the time it was dinnertime I was sufficiently irked and annoyed by the outfit for Stefan to want to throw my monitor out the window. It was one of those hormonally imbalanced stress-induced moments. It happens to me sometimes, especially when I'm having my period. And am stressed.
We watched some The Whole Nine Yards with Bruce Willis, Natasha Henstridge and Matthew Perry, and I totally forgot how totally fucked up that movie is. I remembered it was fun, but I totally forgot about the fucked upness. Or maybe I just embraced it. I dunno.
But my blahmood returned after dinner, and I neeeeeeded a break. So when Jules talked to me on IRC I asked her whether we could come over right that very minute, and she said. "Okay!"
So hop hop on the bikes, and we rode off to Julliette. That was fun. Jules and Eagle were still very fubar from Shadowrifts III, but we took nice pictures in the back yard, and my hormones got back in their cage. These pics were for the
Dolle Griet page, and will appear there shortly after I cut paste and resized them.