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So. My Snuggie got attached to Sawyer from Lost somehow. IDK.

Sarah: sawyer would rock the shit out of that snuggy
Me: with his books and his glasses
Sarah: hell yeah
Sarah: drinking something frutty with an umbrella
Sarah: and still
Sarah: people would be like
Sarah: damn
Sarah: that is one manly piece of man

>: [ <-Sawyer face for Alex

Monthly meme~!

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Day 3 | Favorite Book:

Oh lord this one is SO HARD.

Ok hmmm. My favorite childhood book is Thief of Always by Clive Barker. It's about a 10 year old who's bored out of his mind, and gets taken away to the "Holiday House" which is a super awesome place where it's all the best parts of the year in a day (Beautiful spring morning, Summer afternoon, Halloween evening and Chirstmas night) and it's awesome...until he tries to leave. Since this is Clive barker, that's where shit starts getting fucked up.

I /think/ American Gods by Neil Gaiman is my favorite...book book. It's about that when people came to American, they brought their gods with them...but with in a few generation no one worshiped those Gods. So all those Gods are stranded and generally powerless, and are aiming to rage war against the NEW god (Credit card, Internet, etc)

AND my favorite series is The Dark Tower. I believe it will be my favorite series even after I finish it. Just read it, it's awesome.

ALSO. Re Supernatural and Lost:

Me: You know what the season finale is gonna be...in about 6 months...
Sarah: Hmm?
Me: In Detroit?
Sarah: Sonofabitch.

Between that conversation, and the amount of people who are like...coming out of withdrawal for Lost, i am SO not sorry I'm late for these trains. And sorta sorry I am going to have summer break for Supernatural. But only sorta.

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So I had a weirdly high incident of thinking Star Wars was real when I was a kid, considering I didn't see Star Wars till I was like 12*

When I was bitty, I didn't really know to draw the line between reality and fiction, so i though the girl in the Ewok Adventures movies was actually me:



We actually looked more alike, buuut that's the best I could do on the fly.

And, I was also taught that at Disneyland, if there was an airplane overhead, it was a leaving Star Tours.

Because my parents were jerks who wanted to convince their child that she could reach alien planets and chill with ewoks.

*Star Wars=Jabba the Hutt in my mind. I was sorta terrified of it.