…which technically makes this my LIVEJOURNAL. Uh-huh. That’s right. I said it.
the one and only mayjah. (via yodelmachine)
I’m sorry, but “were-potatoes, as in, potatoes that received werewolf DNA and are in danger of becoming self-aware” is the greatest thing I’ve heard all day, maybe ever.
Read a book about belly dancing, then started taking belly dance classes again.
Am reading a book about journaling, and bought a new diary.
Better keep me away from the “shoot laser beams from your eyes” books.
Dealing with stuff. Personal life stuff. Seriously not fun personal life stuff.
But I know I will come out of it stronger, like ceramic emerging from a kiln. Either that, or I’ll shatter while I’m getting baked.
God, I really hope it’s the first one.