AAAaaaaaah
So.
This weekend was AWESOME. And I was so so so happy to be back at faire where I feel at home and everybody is super sweet and fun :D.
Then I came back to my parents house tonight, strikerzilla and I went out and saw despicable me. Which was flipping adorable.
Best weekend I've had in a long time.
Except for one thing...
I can't see to find my FUCKING journal anywhere! I can only hope I've somehow managed to put it away. If not then I left it somewhere, which would be really FUCKING annoying. Somehow I imagine this is what a mother goes through when her child goes missing at the park.
I know it's somewhere I just have no goddamn idea where the little shit has run off to. (It also annoys me that, that sentence ends in a preposition but I just can't help it right now.
FUCK
Losing things sucks.
This weekend was AWESOME. And I was so so so happy to be back at faire where I feel at home and everybody is super sweet and fun :D.
Then I came back to my parents house tonight, strikerzilla and I went out and saw despicable me. Which was flipping adorable.
Best weekend I've had in a long time.
Except for one thing...
I can't see to find my FUCKING journal anywhere! I can only hope I've somehow managed to put it away. If not then I left it somewhere, which would be really FUCKING annoying. Somehow I imagine this is what a mother goes through when her child goes missing at the park.
I know it's somewhere I just have no goddamn idea where the little shit has run off to. (It also annoys me that, that sentence ends in a preposition but I just can't help it right now.
FUCK
Losing things sucks.