*deep breath*
OMFG CHARLES AND MAX HAVE THE SAME BLOOD TYPE... X______________x The scene in the cave, where OF COURSE Charles comes over and Klinger's lying on the cot with the blood going from him to the patient... and he's wearing that scarf!!! AIYEEEEEEEE. Klinger made a BIG deal about how two people so different on the outside are almost the same on the inside (BLOOD BROTHERS OMFG), and Charles told him that it's bad enough that Klinger's polluting the guy's veins, don't pollute his ears, too. Then when he walked away, Klinger's like, "Some brother." And Charles says, "I heard that." That made me so insanely happy. BLOOD BROTHERS AAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH.
Well, I have everything packed now; we bought a whole shitload of stuff like shampoo, conditioner, body wash (OHM!!! XD), feminine.. stuffs.. and some fun little stuffs like toothpaste (Yeah, fun toothpaste) and.. uh.. whatever else. So I am so totally all set. :D Also, we got chow mein, and since I won't be here tomorrow to eat it, I might as well pig out on it tonite. ^_~
Last night, I got really upset for no reason (actually there was a reason, but it's retarded) and sat here at the desk sobbing for like 10 minutes. And then, I just stopped. Usually when I stop, I feel better, you know? Because everything's gonna be okay. But last night, for some reason, I felt "better", but knew everything wasn't "gonna be okay". Which got me thinking of a fic I ended up not writing, but if I had, the plot would have been someone breaking down, and then when they stop crying, someone asks if they're okay, and their answer is "no", not by any normal person's standards, and the scariest thing of all is that what they consider "okay" is so far from okay. But I didn't write it. Not sure why.
And THEN I got this idea for another fic about Klinger as a kid trying to get sent home from summer camp. I might write it when I'm on the trip, but who knows.
YOOOOOOUUUUU GUUUUUYYYYYSSSSS.... I'm gonna miss all of yoooou.... ;_; Of course, I'll still be writing in here, and I don't actually see any of you on a daily basis in person... but *glomps* everybody anyway.
Adieu!! :D *wipes a tear*
Also, THERE IS STILL TIME to let me know if you want a postcard from me! celaran7@earthlink.net
Awww... Dad just said "I'll be sorry to see you go." And was dead serious. BUT I DIDN'T CRY. ;_;