And I fucking made it.
Tomorrow I get to go on holiday. Next time I login - if I bother to - I'll be in the Japan.
Which is amusing because the last time I wrote those words in a fic the character involved was killed in a plane crash on the way to Japan.
Tomorrow I get to go on holiday. Next time I login - if I bother to - I'll be in the Japan.
Which is amusing because the last time I wrote those words in a fic the character involved was killed in a plane crash on the way to Japan.
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.