What are these dreadfully boring camp scenes in Deathly Hallows that I apparently missed?
There is not a single word in those books that bores me.
Even the string of Albus, Severus and Potter had me laughing (and awwing because he looks like his dad and fuck yeah Harry for having a big happy Weasley family with horribly sentimental names!)

I surprise myself with how much I enjoy Steph even though in high school I heard nothing but bitchtastic and drunktastic things about her. She’s always been hilarious, but who wants a hilarious bitchasspunk for a friend ( Read more... )

Proper update tomorrow, I promise, but I am listening to Song for the Death Eaters on Harry and the Potters' myspace page and it makes me feel weirdly nostalgic and makes my heart expand. I am reminded immediately of jumping around in my kitchen burning muffins because I can't stop dancing til the song is over ( Read more... )

I'm sorry shocolate, I'm trying to trust Evanna and Yates, but DAMN IT STEVE KLOVES, GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ALL THAT RESEMBLES HARRY POTTER ( Read more... )

I just joined a twilight community to read the last book's spoilers that ginnyhermione posted and I think people should shut the fuck up about The Deathly Hallows epilogue because Harry deserved it all and would sentimentally name his kids that way
WHAT THE FUCK STEPHANIE MEYER. WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I don't know what I expected.

*leaves twilight community*

The hike yesterday was fabulous. So fabulous in fact that Lark and I are going back to Afton State Park (in Hastings, border of MN and WI) next week and picking a different trail ( Read more... )

I am restless. hear me roar ( Read more... )

I had a dream about distant Chris Spong last night. This hasn't happened in a couple weeks, probably months! Yes, at least all summer. But I know it's because at work yesterday I was reading my journal instead of writing in it ( Read more... )

When I got home from college this summer I went through everything and put the stuff I use regularly in my room and the rest of it in various boxes and containers underneath the ping pong table in the basement.
I finally went though it all last night and decided that I am NOT bringing so much STUFF this year. I get so attached to THINGS (and not ( Read more... )

I was going to go walking and swimming at the lake today but it's been raining since I woke up. Dang nabit.

So instead I think I'll go feed Lark's dad's cat, jog and watch Design e2 (squared), and listen to The Dark Knight as I clean all my shit in the basement that I dumped after bringing it home from school.

Maybe I'll call Madeleine tonight. A ( Read more... )