Mirror Kitten had the audacity and the unmitigated gall to come into Lilly's hotel room, and into the presence of Lilly's people. Mirror Kitten clearly had to die.
Lilly stalked Mirror Kitten with great seriousness and patience. She lurked just out of view of the mirror, then charged for the glass, hoping to take Mirror Kitten by surprise (she never did). She puffed up her fur and growled at the mirror (it didn't help). She literally leapt into the air and beat at the mirror with her paws, showing claws. Again, to no avail. Mirror Kitten was unperturbed.
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For one thing, Disney wouldn't have made millions off it with that title. It'd be mistaken for an overseas college football game.
Usually I can convince myself that I'm fairly normal person, just a little geeky.
But when I'm meditating and a hobbit in full body armor appears in my quiet space... and I can hear Queen in the background... I worry. Greek Goddess in a hand basket do I worry.
"The doors have been sealed and will not be opened for a month. On the shelves, distributed randomly among normal tomes, are hollowed-out volumes containing food, weapons, and supplies. Some will contain riddles which, when solved, reveal coordinates leading to other caches. Your first coordinates are 312.5, 717.36, 450.30, and 889.92. Three of them contain beans, one of them contains a Madagascar hissing cockroach which you will then have to eat. Some of you may not even make it out of the first round, for the realm of Dewey is treacherous and requires cunning and endurance. Go."
Thank you powerrad.
Cookies: an Interior Monologue
“There. Forty-eight chocolate-chip cookies, all ready for Chocolate Friday”
“Forty-six. You ate two.”
“They were only small ones. Quality control.”
“Isn’t forty-eight a lot of cookies?”
“Well, yes, but I’m hoping that I can make up in volume for my total lack of effort.”
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Me(in a note I pass to amanda): I'm gonna go all ghetto on his ass.
Me: Right.....NOW! *turns to daniel* WHAT SIZE MATRESS DO YOU SLEEP IN?!
Daniel: WHAT THE HELL!
Actorsarestupidville is 40 miles west of Bitcheswithegosthinktheyarerulelife. Not a nice town, but they have a Cracker Barrel.
Brain: I want to read ____.
Logic: You just read it three weeks ago! Find something new. Or something you haven't re-read in a long time.
Brain: I want to read ____.
Logic: No. STFU. Here's a book you bought a year ago, because you really wanted to read it, and you haven't read yet.
Brain: I'm going to read ____. And next I'll read ----. Even though I've read it a million times and I just re-read it a month ago.
Logic: MFG. Why do I even bother?
Brain: I don't know. How 'bout some Cheetos?
Logic: Fuck off. But leave the Cheetos here.