About twice a year we have a 10 cent cookie sale.
And about twice a year I would cheerfully shoot anyone that brings a cookie near me. Or mentions the word cookie. Or smells like a cookie.
But on the upside I have written pretty much all of my EvalRPS.
Because of the monotony of MAKING/BAKING THE FUCKING COOKIES ALL DAY.
On the downside. . .it's still all in my head.
It's vera, vera angsty.
Gee. . .I wonder why.
I'm still kind of, fuck that, totally weirded out by the puppet thing. What were they smoking when they scripted that?
On the other hand, if you read thebratqueen's journal, you will have already enjoyed the love of puppets. And are probably still laughing.
All I know is that my oldest actually wants to watch next week's ep. And she NEVER watches Angel. But she's willing to see him put in the 'puppet position'.
Actually, I would like that also.
*licks to everyone that doesn't taste/smell/look like a cookie*