wild things afoot over here in food allergy land, friends.
today i kissed a woman i had met three hours before in front of a pissed off homophobe, which is not a kind of day i've had in something like ten years, so, uh, happy pride to me, i guess.
i think about this book every time i see a sparrow, it's getting ridiculous. clearly i need an exorcism.
okay, so i looked up the facebook sequel when i saw a skeet joking about it, and despite myself, oh man, i'm totally going to see it
in the small not-town i'm from, i was once told that i wasn't a real local because my family didn't own property, which was fun
anyway, I'm several thousand words deep in a document. book is shadowland by peter straub -- i read it last week and cannot stop thinking about it
that thing where you read a book there's no ao3 tag for and desperately want to write about it, but you tell yourself "better wait and nominate it for yuletide, maybe you will find one single person who wants to read about it," but the urge to write is there NOW
i do think all of the "hotly anticipated sequel" rhetoric is pretty funny, though. literally who asked for this or had any idea it was a possibility??
I capitalized those letters because God told me to
