Saw Star Trek Into Darkness last night. Love Benedict Cumberbatch, though it was strange to see him cry in one scene - I'm so used to him as emotionless Sherlock.
Saw Star Trek as part of a Girls' Night Out. We got out of the movie shortly before midnight and went adventuring for alcohol. The first placed we stopped, uh, sure was serving alcohol! The margaritas we got were horrible, so we dumped them and went elsewhere in search of superior drinks. Which, fortunately, we found. Chocolate alcohol is amazing, om nom nom.
I've got a job! At a candy store again. I'm on file as a salesperson for the time being, but I'm being trained up to be assistant manager! I hope I can handle the responsibility... I get very nervous about being in a position of authority over others.
My addiction to making Groups is prodding at me to make a new Group for all the Welch stamps I've got in my gallery. But I'm being good and not making one. The only other Welch art on deviantArt is demotivators made with screenshots, which are technically against deviantArt's rules, and I don't want to make a Group just for my own art.
I've become addicted to sausage and eggs. Om nom nom.
Nobody likes my lineart in the voting poll for #MLP-Earthen-Wonders' mascot. [fake sobbing goes here]. I'm not surprised though. The other artists are better than me and made more interesting designs.
If you actually listen to the lyrics of Coheed & Cambria songs, you'll realize that there is some weird-ass shit in there. Seriously. Nothing horrific, but, plenty of weird stuff.
Last night I dreamed about cocaine-fueled attempted murder and corpse abuse. The victim turned out to still be alive in the middle of his "corpse" being messed with.
My boyfriend is off shore and I miss hiiiiiiiiiiiiiim~ [slightly less fake sobbing goes here]