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Felt surprisingly BLAH all day long. Shouldn't have, because I was wearing my 'a unicorn threw up on me' rainbow hoodie, and that should always make my day. YOU'VE FAILED ME, RAINBOW-FILLED HOODIE. HOW COULD YOU.

I stumbled across my own last.fm account yesterday while googling myself (shut up I was bored) - I'd totally forgotten I even had one of those. So, anyways, what can you do with an account there, other than broadcasting to the world precisely what embarassing song you're listening and that you reaaaaally didn't want anyone to find out? Or, you know, something. Here's my account, by the way. It is depressingly bare.

I'm so behind on my shows. Still haven't seen either the Torchwood or Ashes to Ashes series finale (muuuch more excited about the later, I must add), and I'm about three episdoes behind on Skins. ;___; I'm just lacking both the time and interest to get up to date right now.

I'm aching to write Bones fic (like, really), but I can't seem to start. Boo. So hey, what about this, tell me your favorite body part and I'll try and use it as a prompt? To make it, dunno, interesting. :3