Not particularly good at anything blog 2011
I’m reading Cleolinda’s Midnight Sun recap and my ipod’s on shuffle and “Rest in Peace” from Buffy came on and I cannot stop laughing, send help.
I just remembered a nightmare I used to have all the time when I was a little kid! It was at this place that was sort of a cross between a gothic/victorian building and like a day-care center, and the gist is basically I was chased around by these ant-like bugs that took coin-sized chunks of skin off of me when they bit. Probably means I’m a sociopath or wasn’t hugged enough or...
FML FML FML, no one I know has the same lunch period as me. I’m in the liabrary alone. This blows.