not looking for God, only for myself

So, I fell asleep at ten o'clock last night. I had a good night's sleep.

Today I woke up, walked into the kitchen, and saw a thousand legger crawl down the wall and onto the floor.

I hadn't seen these things since I was seven years old, so um, I acted very out-of-character and screamed when I saw it. >>; (I don't even scream at bees, and I have a phobia with those. I had a dying wasp crawling on my finger at the Apple store in Ohio, and I still didn't scream. I did, however, obsess over it for a few minutes and kept looking at the dead body after I shook it off and Sev killed it.)

Then Fievel decided to come to the rescue - or rather, he saw something new and wanted to see what it was. He rushed towards it and grabbed at it to keep it from running away, until Dad got to it. He is an awesome cat. Except Fievel kept looking for it, even ten minutes after Dad stepped on it. XD

Also? I am starving. I will definitely eat like Black Star once we figure out what's for dinner.

So after beating Final Fantasy VII, I sat down and put random thoughts together about shipping. Cuz, y'know, I was bored!

( Ships and unpopular opinions! )

Randomly, a lady bug just came out of nowhere and landed on my keyboard.