Ack, I'm exhausted.
Had weird dreams last night that I DON'T WANNA WRITE ABOUT (because they'd make REALLYGOODFUN FIC if I sit down and write it, and damn, Ed beating Nazis with his own leg? BWHAHAHAHAA.), definitely inspired by the crack that is my brain. And the movie. But mostly crack.
I believe that asshole got fired, he apparently vanished last night. That's good, and Heather was quite relieved.
And now, I hungry and I'm eyeing Fandom High because I'm almost AFRAID. :3
Had weird dreams last night that I DON'T WANNA WRITE ABOUT (because they'd make REALLY
I believe that asshole got fired, he apparently vanished last night. That's good, and Heather was quite relieved.
And now, I hungry and I'm eyeing Fandom High because I'm almost AFRAID. :3