A good day of Rock Band, time with frands, getting some actual /writing/ done, and buffalo chicken and mayo.

NYQUIL.

Hey same here. In spirit, if nothing else. :>

Uh. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. /UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH/. Really, I have no idea.

"I would tear her from limb to fucking limb-oh. You said /living/. *Marcus clears his throat.* "My apologies. I suppose Miss Michaels, or her bandmates, just to let them know I'm alright."

Your Score:
80%

Your Friend says:
"My my, you are observant. I don't normally allow people to know that much."

Honestly, I got more right than I thought I would. :'D

:>

You as well. To all of that. <3

Lul.

jfdlksja. All of the three? ;;

Honestly, prolly range. Most appealing of the three, really.

Prolly depends on the dentist/surgeons in question? I still have mine in, though my (\at this point in time prolly old) dentist wanted me to take mine out. I think they're growing in backwards or something oddly and LET'S TAKE THEM OUT THEY'RE USELESS ANYWAY.

My bro got /his/ taken out, whether it was all four or just two I don't remember. But he was in pain, sadly; for a little bit. I don't remember if they knocked him out or what, but he was feeling bad for a little bit after the fact. Ask him about it these days he prolly doesn't remember. Or so he'll say. Like many other things.

As for why we have them? Prolly what that other one said, about how our ancestors used them. Why we didn't manage to get rid of them as we evolved though, hmmm. That might be the better question.

I think it's less "made in someone's home" and more "wasn't shipped frozen and they just thawed it out", but Idk.

Bees? Well that's not really strange. Is a possible fear of commitment strange? Stranger, at least?

The second one. Definitely. My documents of /inserts/ are usually longer than the chapters themselves. But it's good to get the fun stuff down as soon as you can; when you reach that point, you can edit/alter as you must, and it's better than reaching that point and going: "...OH MY GOD I HAD SUCH THE PERFECT IDEA I CAN'T REMEMBER IT FUUUUUUUUUUUCK."

Lul. It'd /hate/ me. :'D

Nyquill.

It was very windy around the time I was /going/ to answer this, Pendrake, so there's that. I think it was too much of a torrential flood to see if there were birds. :'D

Lul. I guess I have one against bees. I just...act irrationally. :'D Well no, sometimes I can handle myself when there's a bee around just fine. But that's not really often.

I try to tell myself I don't. BUT I probably scare easier than I'd like to admit. I guess maybe I /startle/ more than actually /scare/. Something stupid like that. :'D

That is evil. You got it back yet? >>

We bring the decorations from the attic down; little bells that hang on the doors, Ma's got her Rudolph the show ornaments that she leaves on the little table instead, all our old made/most sentimental ornaments go on the tree. The little things go around the house, depending on the mood.

We used to have a board that the tree went on, when me and my bro were younger; his train tracks would go on the board around it, and we'd have the trains going. Back when we had a bag of toys we played with on all sorts of crazy adventures, the toys would ride the trains.

The trains should still be up there, but those days are gone. I should have the toys in their bag around here somewhere too; prolly in the basement.

I saw a sign somewhere that said "Fleas Navidad". Like, legit. I would've taken a picture, but I was driving, so.