Under Sea Garden

Me: *reading lj*
Karot: *realizes she's scraped her leg open when she hit it with the car door earlier*
Me: DDD:
Karot: Yeah. I was like, "Why is my leg itchy? Oh. Decay."

So I've spent my day so far making High School Musical icons. It's full of shiny and happy and sparkles and adorable little blonde girls in tons of pink.


But what kind of world would be complete without some kind balance?

Welcome Bearforce1, everybody.*




Considering that I saw a guy at work with the bear paw tattooed on his ankle, I find this just right and good and proper somehow.


*Seriously. They're not a joke. They're just made of freakin' Hollandish Awesome.

...Whenever classic rock gets played right outside our window I always have this mental image of Sam and Dean sitting out there in their Impala waiting for the light to change 'cause they're circling the block. It's totally because that neighbor on the other side of us who we've never seen even once is really a vampire.

I mean when we moved in we were told he was some kind of professional fighter.

They must have meant fighter. Of the Night.