heh heh. munching on chocolate at the moment. and to spare silas from being coated in chocolate-y goodness, im typing with one hand which is seriously very slow.
got another sotd, which was rather unexpected. but not the point. yk was telling me that my blog lags his com, but i have no idea how to unlag my blog. so sorry, cupcake. oh.
i've suddenly taken to calling people food related terms of endearment. particular things that appeal to my sweet tooth. hence the chocolate-munching. which will be giving a sore throat tomorrow no doubt.
speaking of tomorrow, or considering the time, today, WE'RE ADOPTING ANOTHER CAT FROM THE SPCA! hahas. but dont worry christy, no little cretin will ever take your place in my heart. theres only so much sunshine and sweetness one can take. but one can never have too much sardonism!
hehs.
i'm watching my chocolate change from a solid state to liquid state.
oh. i need to change my skin man. i think i'll make one during the hols.
i think im reading too much fanfic as well. oh well... i love the potterverse.
"Hang on..." Harry muttered to Ron. "There's an empty chair at the staff table.... Where's Snape?"
"Maybe he's ill!" said Ron hopefully.
"Maybe he's left," said Harry, 'because he missed out on the Defense Against the Dark Arts job again!"
"Or he might have been sacked!" said Ron enthusiastically. "I mean, everyone hates him --"
"Or maybe," said a very cold voice right behind them, "he's waiting to hear why you two didn't arrive on the school train."
Harry spun around. There, his black robes rippling in a cold breeze, stood Severus Snape. He was a thin man with sallow skin, a hooked nose and greasy, shoulder-length black hair, and at this moment, he was smiling in a way that told Harry he and Ron were in very deep trouble. (CS5)
