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It lives
Ugh, I'm so old and boring. I'm too lazy/not talented enough to be anything other than peripherally involved in fandom these days (ever?). I obsessively reblog Teen Wolf shiz on tumblr, play Barbies Sims 3, and try to catch up on my endless list of DVRed Chopped episodes.
Leave me to die with my cats, 30-year mortgage, DVR, and coffee maker. -
Tumblr.
I'm not sure if any of you lovelies have a tumblr, but I'm just going to leave this here:
sarahsaurus81
I'm finding tumblr much easier to use from my phone, as LJ makes me cry hot tears most of the time.
(omg, tell me some of you *do* have one because I miss talking to youuuuuuuu!!) -
I'm vexed.
I'm dissatisfied with Harley & Waverly's cat food. Also, I'm about 95% sure Waverly is allergic to it, hence her frequent need for the cone of shame to allow her dry, itchy places to heal up without her goring herself aaaand her new, awesome feline chin acne. :(
Anyone got recommendations for kitteh food? -
Wicked
Saw Wicked at the Kennedy Center last night.
Cried like 4 different times.
Clearly, the older I get, the more sentimental and mush-filled I become. -
I've never Googled "rabies" so quickly in my life.
I caught a raccoon reverse fireman climbing one of the columns that holds up my 2nd-floor deck last night.
O.o
I didn't know they could do that in general, much less one that's the size of a West Highland Terrier and waddles. -
Hello, obsession. Where have you been???
I swear, fandom is re-eating my brain.
...and I love it! -
What to say about X-Men: First Class...
I think my love for Charles & Erik is second only sightly to Clark & Lex.
Epic love is epic, bitches.
*cries a little*
(P.S. Sorry to all the other people in the theater after I squeed and hand-flapped for two hours. I couldn't help myself.)
(P.P.S. I'm not sorry AT ALL! They should totally have passed out cigarettes at the end of the film--
