Last night, TNT was airing Transformers. Even though I knew it would be edited, I watched anyway, the memories thick as fireflies on an early summer night.
I was able to see the film about about a week and a half earlier than the rest of the United States; BotCon--which was in Providence, RI that year--was holding a special screening for attendees. It cost $25 and would take place on Thursday night in the theatre of the Providence Place Mall. It was my husband Prime, my friend DA
I feel... alone.
That's enough working out for today. My body is ready!
LOL the people on Nintendo are quite funny
So I'm moving in exactly a week, and I'm freaking the fuck out. I've never lived without a parent before, and even with a roommate, I'm still terrified.
So instead of packing, like any normal person would do when they are moving, what am I doing?
A mixture of slight panic attacks, laying in bed, and marathoning Mysterious Girlfriend X.
Never thought drool would be a turn-on....
Still kinda gross, but I love this show to death. I'm on the 5th episode.
Otherwise I just have to jump forward regardless
Got very little to lose, which is a little disturbing because other people may have more to lose from it. Feels wrong in that sense, but on the other hand I would be doing what is right.