Back the fuck off my snorkel

Apr 30, 2010 12:43

So. It's been awhile, hasn't it. Rest assured I am not dead and have still been reading, even if I haven't had much to say.

Also, I will soon be moving to a magical, faraway place where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer and the towels are oh-so-fluffy. Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long and anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel, because somehow I managed to land a summer job in my field, and a stone's throw from my concentration no less.

In Albuquerque.

So that's exciting.

Also I am surrounded by a bunch of goddamn enablers and will be cooling my heels in the Resident Evil fandom until football season starts (or thereabouts, I'm a little burned out). Because apparently NFL RPS wasn't tiny and rapefic-y enough for me. Sigh. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, seeing as half the cast sprouts tentacles at some point in the series, but still. My kingdom for some genfic.

Seriously though this whole 'Baby's first survival horror' thing is getting kind of ridiculous. IDEK.

braaiiins, rl, my inner chris redfield

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