Darling, I miss you too. ;_; When will you be available to talk again?
Thanks, by the way. And I'm proud of you on your own work. And of course you keep mentioning unicorns. Because unicorns **** rainbows.
Anyway...
I've got weirder stuff on my iPod. XD Like, randomly, Hanson, Aerosmith (even though, actually, I don't even like Aerosmith), half of Evangelion's soundtrack, Marilyn Manson, and Meatloaf. What's even better is if they play all in succession. Which sometimes happens. So, if I just insert you between Aerosmith and Rei Ayanami, I'm sure you'd fit right in.
It is a sexy iPod, by the way. It's a black iPod Nano from 2004 or something. But if you break my iPod, then I have an excuse to get something that doesn't go, "Oh, is it thirty-degree weather? Okay! I'm going to freeze and restart randomly, even though you have me in your pocket and are holding me with your hand! :D Hold on. Let me do it during one of your favorite songs of the moment."
I'm just imagining flocks of supermarket-goers following you because you smell like peaches. That one guy who looks like Smeagol is one of them.
*pets* Aww. Wet, clumsy Asty.
This may just make our first meeting rather difficult, m'dear. *puts away the coffee creamer, the flyswatter, and her leather corset*
XD Alas, we are lacking legions of fangirls squealing over Sam, Dean, and the Car.
However, this now puts the image of Bill (who is, incidentally, our new mascot if he's in a bunny suit) sporting a shot gun and Dean's coat in my mind. Even if it's loaded with rock salt, I feel like that's a recipe for something exploding.
What makes you think I won't get smut as it is? XD That members list is kinda shady.
I'm imagining you with yogurt instead of clothes and strawberries in key places.
;_;