~buying my birthday massacre ticket~
I feel a bit sad going to a concert alone, but I love The Birthday Massacre terribly, so I’m going whether I’m alone or in a flock.
I brought glitter pens to work.
I am actively resisting the urge to make all these parole folders fabulous.
Anonymous asked: I must confess, after years of making and serving so, so many pizzas, I don't ... I... I don't like pizza anymore... All I have is Star Trek... But no pizza... DD9 makes me cry... because, pizza restaurant... The things I've seen... The Things I've heard...! I can only imagine the DD9 pizza-shop war stories... Sorry, I just... Pizza Sadness...?
If we’re real about it, though, the amount of pizza in DD9 is sort of negligible. Like, the pizza to interpersonal shenanigans ratio is like 1/99.
You’d be a good person to write the horrors, though!
This is not a fucking game
(via cicerothewriter)
Today, I bought two boxes of cereal, Sriracha, A-1 Steak Sauce, a cored pineapple, and 24 vials of glitter.
