Life is skittles and life is beer!

Weeeee! I just bought my plane ticket to Wincon! I'm so excited!! Comic-Con made the anticipation more intense somehow. I mean, the two are nothing alike, but they make me feel the same when they are done. I get back home and I remember I need to check my work schedule, and it's like, 'Wow, non-convention life is lame.' And then I immediately commence the elaborate fantasies about buying a big piece of land and having a commune of geeks and fangirls. We'd have a vegetable garden. And alpacas and angora goats. And Angelina Jolie would be our security guard and protect us from The Man. *happy sigh*

Oh, and btw, The Common Fate of All by gretazreta is so brilliant I can barely stand it. Does anyone know how to go about getting a book bound? Because I want this on my shelf. It's one of those ones that moved me and shit. It's very intensely visual and it calls me back to my disturbed and depressed days when I thought about suicide a lot and was terrified of everything, but reminds me of the happy ending those days came to. They were bad crazy times, but I appreciated beautiful flowers a lot more back then. (I'm not trying to be poetic or anything, I mean I really just appreciated flowers. WTFever, just read this fic; you'll understand and you won't regret it.)

*throws up hands*

Jesus, why is everyone so fucking CRANKY today? It's a good day, ya'll, be cool.