I came thisclose to buying a poseable plastic Eleven of my very own today.
But I went the cheaper and more practical route and got the sonic screwdriver torch instead.
Send help.
My fridge is probably the most fun item in my house. I bet that's bad somehow.
The Mozart figure I got at one of his museums in Salzburg. I just bought the magnetic Wilde puppet figure today. It's like I'm trying to write the fanfic my friend & I dreamed up on our European trip. I just need to find a Ludwig II of Bavaria figure somewhere and I'm set.
Magnetic poetry of DOOOOOOOOM. I didn't put all of it together, some friends have dabbled, but I admit, most of the random crap up there is mine.
troyswann, did I ever tell you about the noir detective magnetic poetry I found at a random shop in Omaha? I totally need to find you a set. Maybe it would help with plotholes in Thing?
My friend thinks I need to get "I offer hot damnation on the house" on a t-shirt. I think I need to get "I do not prostitute grammar" on one.
That's the dog Beethoven, the best dog a girl could ask for growing up. And that's St. Jude, "The patron of lost causes," as the magnet says that you can't read because it's far too fuzzy. I bought it in Santa Fe during a trying period in my career when gallows humor was about all I was capable of. (It's gotten better since, but this profession is far too precarious for me to take it down.)
Send help.
My fridge is probably the most fun item in my house. I bet that's bad somehow.
The Mozart figure I got at one of his museums in Salzburg. I just bought the magnetic Wilde puppet figure today. It's like I'm trying to write the fanfic my friend & I dreamed up on our European trip. I just need to find a Ludwig II of Bavaria figure somewhere and I'm set.
Magnetic poetry of DOOOOOOOOM. I didn't put all of it together, some friends have dabbled, but I admit, most of the random crap up there is mine.
troyswann, did I ever tell you about the noir detective magnetic poetry I found at a random shop in Omaha? I totally need to find you a set. Maybe it would help with plotholes in Thing?
My friend thinks I need to get "I offer hot damnation on the house" on a t-shirt. I think I need to get "I do not prostitute grammar" on one.
That's the dog Beethoven, the best dog a girl could ask for growing up. And that's St. Jude, "The patron of lost causes," as the magnet says that you can't read because it's far too fuzzy. I bought it in Santa Fe during a trying period in my career when gallows humor was about all I was capable of. (It's gotten better since, but this profession is far too precarious for me to take it down.)