I’m so weary right now. I just want to lay down and wait for everything to be over. Fuck this. I was okay a couple days ago. >.< I want to host “The One.” Its this insane slash fic of damn-near epic proportions, and I’m in love with it, and technically they don’t need a host because they’re archived at Nifty, but damn, it’d be cool if that had a site just for the fic, and god, I want it here. Its all kind of moot, tho, on account of I’m too chicken to ask. Of course if we’re being completely honest, there is one other fic and an author that tugs on my hosting strings, which I wasn’t even aware I had. But “The One” is the one that tends to make me want to hurl things against the wall and then sit down and read the next installment. But, again, Catt-chan is a chicken-shit. There will, most likely, not be asking.

In other news…a kid Amelia and I went to school with is now in a movie. I don’t remember much about him except his name, but hey, Carver kid makes good, go him. If you’re wondering? He plays The Bodysuit. Um. Yeah. o.O