Trying to wake my sister up is a Sisyphean labor. Seriously. She opens her eyes, rolls them at me, then goes back to sleep... every five minutes... for half an hour. Whatever. I know you're going to read this, Julia. Next time, it's an ice cube in your underwear.
I'm actually almost caught up on the feedback table?! Given, I am barely 400 words on the pinch hit fic, but. All will be done in due time.
I said pictures last night, didn't I? Well, pics ahoy, folks!

I found a ring and necklace I thought were gone forever, and I got "pics or it didn't happen"ed. xD

This is what I say to "pics or it didn't happen."

If I could actually take a decent picture of myself, you could see the full length of this dress. It's really cute and made my hips look awesome. xD At least here you can see how good it made my boobs look. Awww yeah.

I *almost* have the whole bridge crew! I'm only missing Chekov. SOON MY DARLING, SOON YOU SHALL BE MINE.
The reason I have not gotten sick while the whole rest of my family has, I suspect, is because I drink a shitton of cranberry juice. Considering the options in the fridge are nast, separated pineapple juice from a can, milk, or some weird V-8 goji raspberry thing, you're damn right I cracked open another bottle. I love cranberry juice. All I need is some vodka to go with it...

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Thank you! ♥
I also need Chekov and Original Spock, and also Scotty. I went just yesterday but the only new one they had was the tricorder. NEED ME A RUSSIAN SEWENTEEN YEAR OLD PLZ.