"And That's Really Saying Something--Sweet Cordelia Brown..."

I have no words for what I have just done, except perhaps I LOVE YOU ZARA OMG OMG OMG WTF DID I JUST DO? &c.

I owe Waen, for helping me figure out how to do this.
I owe Horatio, for letting me do this.
I owe Zara, for telling me to do this in the first place and for having the horrible idea. :D
I owe Miss Kylee, because she made the icon I'm posting with.

Et voila: Horatio the murderer.

( More Things )

"You Say You're Gonna Leave, You Know it's a Lie..."

Dear Linda Ronstadt:

Kindly stop butchering Buddy Holly songs. Flail!

Love,
Soujin

P.S. "That'll be the Day" is begging for murder, it truly is.

Bweeeeeeeeeeeeeeee dance class & now must go treadmill!

"But I was Young and Too Proud at the Time..."

Ken's daughter worked in Iceland! ^__^ He couldn't remember where, but it made me happy.

I still want to go back to Iceland. I'm thinking of putting my Thor's Hammer on a chain or a string or something to wear 'round my neck. The luck will be good, and I'll think of Iceland-- Bwahh. *nostalgic collapse!* I miiiiss Iceland. Mum says we might take Icelandair and have a layover in Reykjavik and oh, oh, oh my goodness I hope so. ;_; Reykjavik isn't Snaefells, but it's Reykjavik and our BAKARI is there and the ducks and Colonial Reykjaviksburg and the statues and the pilsur stands and omg omg I want to go back to Iceland I do.

...Someday, I shall write a bestselling novel and use the money to buy a summer home there. I shall. I shall not mind that it's light all day and that one can go walking in the sun at midnight, and I shan't mind the greyness, and I shall even submit to riding again in the deserts, probably with Waen, just because I'll want to see that lake again and all the kindu and--

*waxes extremely pathetic*

...

...Iceland. ;_; Mewants.

In other news, the best way to avoid a conflict is not to see the person one might conflict with. Also my feet hurt.