Alright.

OK, first thing's first, when someone is on a train - or any public transport - it is not alright to eat smelly food. For example, sweet and sour pork. Seriously, I could not get the smell of sweet and sour pork out of my nose for hours. The whole time, I was hoping this woman across from me would choke. She never did. Pity.

I've been writing a lot, fanfics mostly, but at least it's something. I've been trying to work out some new ships, but I think I've got a fun new Weasley compilation coming up soon. And something Ginny centric, too. Go me. Draco and Lucius are beautiful as always, with much other fun to be had there also. I just have to get around to finishing any of them, lol, and then typing them up. That's the part I hate because I go through it all, decide that I have to change it, and then wind up with something I don't actually like.

Ummm....

Had this odd thought a couple of days ago, and it's going to sound really weird, so bear with me, lol. But I was just thinking, in my lifetime, I will see a whole lot of my favourite people - actors, authors, musos etc - get old and die. Actually die. Like it'd be in the news and stuff. I couldn't imagine one day walking to the newsagents, or down the street or whatever, and notice that Angelina Jolie's not on the cover of magazines any more. I'd be honestly gutted if I heard that something had happened to Hugh Laurie *knocks on wood*. I just....Yeah. It sort of freaked me out. No Chris Isaac. No James Marsters. *Gasps* No Johnny Depp!!! What the hell are we going to do???

So yeah. Aside from that fucked up thought, not much else has been going.

Quick note to Era *telepathically talks to Era*, if you read this, of course, doghead. I'm going to give you a call on Sunday about Monday to see if you still need help with your art stuff. Also, keep Saturday clear, I have some plans for us.....It involves green and a few activities, lol.....Hanging out outside somewhere, watching a movie, playing hypotheticals all afternoon. You know.

I guess that's about it for me. I'm at my dad's at the moment because my half-sisters were due to be coming over tomorrow, but their bitch of a mother has come up with some type of story as to why they're now not coming. I fucking can't stand her. God, she makes me so mad. I mean, it's not so much about me, but my dad hasn't seen them in months, you know? It's just not fair for him or for them. I have a feeling we might be going for a drive up the mountains tomorrow.....I seriously can't believe that my dad and that horrid (insane) woman were ever together. I don't know what he ever saw in her.

*exhales*. And we're done. Adieu.