evilHerbivore09

I have been working and crocheting and playing Borderlands and learning to cook and getting addicted to The Killers and crocheting some more and that's about it. Oh, and I'm going to Comic Con again this year. That is all. Byyyyyeeee

The air is full of smoke. The colors are all washed out and it's like living in Silent Hill. Ash is raining from the sky. This must be what Pompeii felt like. So yeah. Send Texas your happy thoughts. And, you know, water. Also Doctor Who is slowly killing me. WHAT IS HAPPENING

There is a huge fucking spider living in my underwear drawer. I have named him Mohinder the Panty Thief. Bastard tried to scuttle up my arm when I went for a change and now I'm afraid to go near my clothes. When I enlisted my brother's help in excavating the drawer, we found evidence of his presence (old webs, new webs, a sign that says MOHINDER'S ROOM KEEP OUT), but no spider. Sneaky fucker is probably lying in wait in my spare sheets. Ugh. Spent a week graced by the presence of the amazing RosieFreakish. We painted my door and watched entirely too much TV. The day after you left, my dear, it started raining. Even the sky misses you! Also t