|
[06 Oct 2011|08:32pm] |
I have been considering getting a rabbit. On the plus side, their noses twitch, they're fluffy, they run in circles around your feet, they don't make a lot of noise, and they eat carrots. Also, they have long ears.
On the negative side, they make little piles of cereal-shaped poos in the corners of their cages, they require a lot of dedication and room to run around, and I have practice eight hours a day, not to mention away matches.
Maybe I should wait until The Little Brother moves out and gets a place of his own and get him a rabbit.
My new year's resolution was, in fact, to be spontaneous. I don't think it's working very well.
|
|
|
[14 Aug 2011|11:14pm] |
What do you get when you cross an agnostic, an insomniac, and a dyslexic?
Someone who stays up all night wondering if there is a dog.
Hee.
|
|
|
[20 Jul 2011|01:39am] |
All right, ladies, here's the deal. I know that my boyfriend is a big hunk of a Quidditch player and he's very difficult to resist, so I've decided I'm going to lay down some guidelines. No love letters, no panty throwing, no fainting at the sight of him, and absolutely no proposals. Overly cheesy pick-up lines, painting his name on your face, and being his number two fan are all right, given that they're done in moderation. And, of course, support will always be appreciated.
But if I get one more threatening fan letter about how I'd better let The Amazing Devin Finnigan fly free rather than keep him captive with my love potions, I will destroy you all.
Also, the chocolates and condolences for how obviously he's in love with another Quidditch player are much appreciated. It is quite a hardship, but one I'm going to have to stand through.
|
|