shinyglorchan

One, it's time to vote in PA. >>;; Bek says Cap says to vote. So far? I'll I've seen are Arlen Spector ad campaigns being a jerkface about the other guy. I think that kinda shit is stupid, but it'd be naive to think that's not all politicians. :/ So, I dunno who to vote for which means I shouldn't vote because I would be guess voting, and that's just stupid. :/

In better, not so political news, if anyone fills my prompts at comment_fic today, I'll love you forever. They are cracktastic. Just look at them:

DCU, Boostle + Martian Manhunter, I'm eating oreos and watching porn. This is your fault.

DCU, Bats + Robins, umm..so Dad's wearing a thong, I don't know what to do
put a dollar in it?

Marvel, Young Avengers, I accidentally had sex with my boyfriend's twin last night...and he didn't stop me.
How was it?
Fantastic, but that's not the point.

Marvel, Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes (or Cap/anyone), he made me salute his american flag boxers before i took them off

Marvel, Bucky Barnes and/or Steve Rogers, she told me i tasted like america



...why yes, some of these texts ARE making me twitch from bad grammar. ...yes, I do text with proper grammar, why do you ask? >>;;


EDIT: And one more since I got a fill~
DCU, Tim Drake/Steph Brown, "I love you dearly- enough to wear red leather for you- But that my darling is going too far."

EDIT 2: Got another fill so another one~
DCU, Jason Todd/Tim Drake, "Why do people always use comics to get me into bed?"

Ugh, stupid day that can only get worse, I'm sure. I see nothing good coming of anything today. So dad called again this morning. We're talking about just changing the number, which I REALLY don't wanna do because no one will ever call me again, and I'll never be able to get my new number to them because people are impossible to contact because the world hates me.

Then I go to my first class of the semester: Astronomy. It's going fine other than the annoying retarded kid (okay, mentally disabled, whatever; he's interfering with my learning, so I couldn't give a fuck) who can't take cues when he can and can't talk during a lecture. Then I get a text, and I'm all like maybe it's Bek since I texted earlier to ask how her day was going.

No, it was Dylan, my ex from nearly three years ago. Fucking wonderful. He asked if I still worked at Game Stop, which I don't. He works at one, so I ask him after I say no, why? And he says he was going to offer me some hours. Well, fuck, I don't work anymore so fuck you, I'd probably be covering YOUR shift, bastard. >>;; Okay, I didn't text that but grrrr. I told him I didn't want to talk anymore. HELL, Alex, one of my pretty good friends and his brother says he's not that good of a person! Ugh.

And I have a feeling Bek won't be able to come over tomorrow. Just call it a hunch. Pessimism is my friend, so fuck this, I'm taking a nap. Only good thing about my day was that Countdown Audiobook. Guh, Jason. ...guh, Mary Marvel? >.>;; mmm, Darksied, and I'm going to heeeeell.