open | one of those nights that started off so damn good.
[ there's a tiny, five foot tall redhead (vibrant redhead) creeping down the corridors of the ship tonight. she's not exactly sneaky, and she's armed with a stake. that's right, a wooden stake that's clasped tightly in her right hand, looking more the picture of sheer nervousness than the lethal threat she has the very real potential to be. ]
Please be vampire weirdness, please be vampire weirdness. [ one might hear her chanting under her breath in the most hopeful voice she can muster through her fear and uncertainty.
careful, though! she may scream, run, or lunge if approached suddenly... or approached in general. possibly d) all of the above. ]
Please be vampire weirdness, please be vampire weirdness. [ one might hear her chanting under her breath in the most hopeful voice she can muster through her fear and uncertainty.
careful, though! she may scream, run, or lunge if approached suddenly... or approached in general. possibly d) all of the above. ]
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About the only thing I've accomplished with my Slayer powers is sending a tuba and the guy playing it flying across the football field and getting my five minutes of mortifying fame on America's Funniest Home Videos. My eternal thanks to the guy in the stands who did me the favor of sending it in.
[ /sarcasm ]
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Yikes. If it makes you feel any better, a vampified Mean Girl that I went to high school with has her own reality TV show, and will probably eventually use it to slander my good name. Not that I have much of a name in the entertainment industry but what little I have? Totally going down the tubes.
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[ her mother wouldn't let her watch that show, but charlotte was in touch enough to be aware of it. ]
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Yep. We graduated the same year.
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She sounds like a pretty big deal to me.
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