This was the day that would not end. I spent the last 45m at work with my cute little coloring book and 8 pack Crayola that J gave me before subcommittee last week. I could have gone out the bathroom window at three and JL would just have thought it was CUTE but I am NOT going to be that person. Until I've been there at least five years.
The anime I liked that wasn't Sailormoon has recently released a fourth season, TEN YEARS LATER, after I thought everyone was over it but me, just because I have absolutely no brainspace left for fangirl. Even though now in these modern times we have the YouTubes which facilitates series acquisition prior to American release. Even though it's raw and not subbed. BUT I LIKE IT RAW.
OTHER REASONS I AM A HORRIBLE PERSON: My dad e-mailed me that the grocery store greeting-person informed him that Spook's and my first-grade teacher recently died of a sudden brain aneurysm. And I snickered. She had this odd husband that was about four feet tall and wrote very serious poems about license plates that he would then read to small children. He must have hit up every elementary school in town, because Biskit went to the Catholic school but remembers this too. I have tried desperately to find this on the Internet anywhere, but apparently the world has been spared. I actually saw them both probably three years ago - they turned out to be tax clients. Still scary twenty years later.
There is a magical pagoda house north of town, out east close to the river (hello river) where it looks more like the world and less like Nebraska, that some needlessly rich yuppie type had designed and built and now cannot sell to save his life, because no one here knows enough to recognize its power of awesome. I think I should steal it and name the Chinese lions at the end of the driveway Gog and Magog and make it my beautiful castle. I already dreamed about it once, and also flying. If I dream about it three times, it's mine.
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