I apologize to everyone who is friends with both
solsticezero and myself on Twitter. Especially if you do not like Sherlock or Torchwood.
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It's hot. I need to go to Target. I haven't yet, because it's hot. I still have no job. I think I will buy a fez off of
dremiel and wear it for all of con.
That thought is not related to the Target thought.
I really want to go see The Last Exorcism, but I am pretty sure no one will go with me, so I have to go during the day, because if I go alone at night, a demon WILL kill me on the way back home. That's how horror movies work. Times like these, I really miss
quatredeathlady and
steventartick. I mean, I miss them most of the time anyway, but I REALLY miss seeing horror movies with them.
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This entry is really about nothing, isn't it? I'M SORRY MY LIFE IS BORING, INTERNET. THAT'S WHAT IT'S LIKE WHEN YOU'RE UNEMPLOYED. I CAN'T STAND IT.