Eww - okay, I don't know why I'm even looking at this webpage, it's making me want to throw up out of utter terror, but here: The Asian Giant Hornet Vespa mandarinia.

Besides my vague feelings of horror towards dolls (creepy plastic/porcelain ones, cloth dolls don't bother me), wasps/bees/hornets are my other greatest fear. I just can't stand anything that flies around and makes buzzing noises and can sting. I WILL CROSS A STREET JUST TO AVOID A HARMLESS HONEYBEE. There is only room for one bee in my heart and euterpeslullaby has been paying rent and board since 2003.

ps. Here's an icon tutorial I wrote earlier tonight, for those who are interested.

I had this really weird dream about reading a fanfic last night. It was about this couple - I don't remember what fandom it was - who always went shopping together, and the girl would wait for the guy in the parking lot while looking at his picture (rofl). The great TWIST was that the whole time he wasn't even in the store, he was standing behind her WATCHING HER LOOK AT HIS PICTURE and it was supposed to be this grand touching moment. I remember in my dream I turned around and said to someone WTF THAT'S SO CREEPY! And then I woke up and I just started laughing. I think all the Twilight chatter is starting to affect my subconscious...

Guys, I'm obsessed with buying underwear. I don't even buy it, actually, I just go to La Senza all the time and stare at all the pretty bras I can't afford. I YEARN. I am the girly girl type when it comes to clothes so I am all over stuff that's got frills and ribbons and all that shit. I always sneered at people who are like that - you know, girls who are all about the expensive lingerie that no one ever sees - but I AM BECOMING ONE OF THEM. I don't even have a boyfriend! No one to wear it for! YET I WANT PRETTY UNDERWEAR SO BADLY.

Hahahahahahahaha.

The best part is the confused person in Australia who doesn't know who that is.