Aelia

...when your mother remarks on an actor running in an odd way, and you look at it and think, 'yes, that's because his passing position is on a down rather than an up' and THAT MAKES PERFECT SENSE TO YOU.

Agh. BRB, nervous breakdown tiem.

...you have a dream about the sims community, and a large wankfest within, and in your dream, you leave rather a bitchy comment.

Then you wake up with the 'oh GOD, I need to delete it because it was too bitchy, and I can't be bothered with the ensuing argument. I may or may not, even after realising that it was just a dream, checked to make sure that that journal did not exist, and that I never commented on it.

I don't even know why dream!self was commenting on that, I barely know the persons involved, nor have I ever exchanged words with them. The drama was though, entirely plausible, and I was in full agreeance with the 'mean' side.

Right. On that note, I am going to have a lovely strong coffee, and some malteasers for breakfast. :)

Would anyone be interested in a fixed version of Adele's rockstar hoodies? Ones that don't pick up the textures from the bottoms and slap them on the hood part? The only downside would be that the textures would need reimporting?

Mostly because my sweetpeas are starting to flower, and I feel like showing everyone :D




( Onwards to flower spam, and associated blatherings )

This is what I can see outside my bedroom window.
( Photos away! )