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The wonderful, awesome everybodysweird wrote this beautiful Harry/Ron drabble for ME!! It's completely gorgeous, and the prompt was Ballerina Shoes. Go read it!

The good thing about only having younger cousins, is that you can be a kid without caring about anything at all. So, I played hide and seek with them today. It was great, as the owner of the house lives in this huge, empty, uh, whatever it's called, fraccionamiento in spanish; and there's his house, another, and three more that are just getting build, so we were hiding in half-built houses amdist bricks and concret with no light at all, with my cousins motorbikes as transportation.

The coolest part, though, was when we all decided to hide in my car. So we all get inside, 7 kids ages rating from 18 (me) to a 7 year old, all sweaty and crowded in a chevy pop. The windows actually started getting steamed, and then of course we all drew on them and I wont be able to get the finger marks for an eternity, or so it seems XD. 20 minutes laying in there with the brake digging into my hip but laughing so damn much. I ♥ my cousins. I really do. :)

EDIT: Go read this essay about man crying in slash, like now. It can't do much else but nod at this energically. I've always hated 'lonely tears traveling down a smooth cheek' anyway. It sounds lame, even to me.

This totally deserves a separate post.

The coolest person in this universe, spooy, drew both 3 paint covered, naked Draco based on my fic The Sunflowers (Remix by Draco Malfoy) [sorry, can't be arsed with links right now] and Baby Harry and Baby Neville based on Interlude (and OMFG Neville's eating his plants!!).

Needless to say, I'm all giddy, and exhilarated and I can't seem to breathe properly. It's f-locked, so you'd have to friend her to see them, but I promise you'll never regret it 'cause she's too good of an artist and she deserves the love anyway. GO, NOW, COMMENT, LOVE HER!

I need a squee icon... Nah. I need extra icon space, but I'm too poor for that anyway.

So, this morning, while at grandma's, I asked my dad who had won the superbowl anyway. Pittsburgh, he says. My first thought? 'Ohhh, that's where Brian from QaF lives!'. So there, if that doesn't show just how much I'm interested in football, nothing does XD

It's holiday today, since even when Constitution day was technically yesterday, or wonderful senate (yeah, right...) decided they wanted vacation. Thus, a long weekend. Which worked for me, since I was supposed to go to school today already so now tomorrow's my first day of college (again). So fucking unfair, as if ONE first day wasn't nerve-wrecking enough.

Watched 'Delicatessen' this morning, a french movie by the same director of Amelie if I'm not mistaken, and wow, it was wondeful. This guy really has the best characters, and just who else could make a butcher store (uh get the idea, I don't know the name exactly) that trades human meat, funny? Even when the butcher, also the landlord of an apartment building forgives one of the tenants the rent in exchange of his mother-in-law (which becomes soup)? The movie's dreamy, magical and has a secret anarquist group living on the sewers preventing people from eating one another. God, I loved this :)

And it totally reminded me of my unfinished original story about a high school bus getting stranded on their way to Vegas and starting a cannibalistic affair in the middle of the desert. *sigh* It's weird actually, I can read about gore, I can write about gore, hell I wanted to be a doctor, so I'm not squeamish, but actually seeing gore on screen makes me want to cry in despair for the poor person. *shrugs* I'm too weird...

*talks so she can forget about being nervous*