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Jul. 3rd, 2007 12:35 amI need to learn to stop talking about tits. I know they're great, but I'm starting to sound sick. It shouldn't be this sort of knee-jerk reaction for me. Granted, I do babble constantly when I'm in any remotely awkward situation, and that's not going to change any time soon, but maybe I just shouldn't talk about boobs so much.
Aleph suggested I just flash my own tits instead. I'm not sure that's a solution that actually works. I mean, my nipples are perfect, but still. It's just odd. Also, his suggestions on how to clue someone in that I 'like like' them are somewhat terrifying. But I still love you, Aleph.
Shen promised me I won't be the fattest Hermione at the movie. She'd better be right, or I'm kicking her ass. You hear me, woman? Yeah.
Tomorrow, I am not babysitting, since one of the girls is sick. So, I shall babysit my grandfather instead. At least he won't insist on brushing my hair.
Ow ow, my lips are bleeding. I guess I've been chewing on them too much. Damn.
So, in case you haven't figured it out already, this is going to be the most Harry Potter-tastic month ever. First Order of the Phoenix movie, then Harry & The Potters show at the Oly library, then Book 7 release. I may quite possibly die. I don't know. I am fucking stoked, however. Oh yes.