OH MY GOD MY CHEM!

I have shit that I need to be doing that isn't this (and 2700 words of Brad/Walt/Ray/Nate sitting open in Word), but all I can think about is an EPIC POST APOCALYPTIC KILLJOYS/GEN KILL CROSSOVER. TWITTER GIRLS, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.

EPIC.

Bravo 2 would be, like, this last military outpost in the desert, and The Killjoys ( Read more... )

You know that thing where people list 15 fictional characters they'd sleep with? I'm going to do that ( Read more... )

I'll start with a little something about Heath, I guess. I'm so fucking bummed about it. So upset. Trav called me to tell me yesterday morning before I opened up the shop, and it was litke being hit over the head. You can never expect something like that, you know? And Heath was such a great actor, and a great, strange, enigmatic guy. The world ( Read more... )

This conversation I had with Trav last night is so typical it almost hurts me to transcribe it.

Me: ...blah blah blah MCR blah Did you know there's an actual dinosaur called a Torosaurus?
Trav: *snort* Yes.
Me: I didn't! I just thought he made it up because it sounded cool!
Trav: Hahah, really?
Me: I only found out because I googled it...
Trav: Oh my god ( Read more... )