I'm having a good week.

So I got myself stuff for my birthday. My grandma gave me money so I bought me my first pair of mary-janes. I fell in love with them the instant I saw them and tried them on and admired myself and then

Dragonfly *waving completely different mary-janes* Look! I found a more girly style.
Me *pouts but puts them on* I hate them! I hate them! I hate them!
Dragonfly. They'd look better on me anyway. I'm the girly one.

Then dad gave me money and I bought me some boots that are to die for. Actually I'd already bought them, but now I can justify it.

And I got myself tomorrow off work! It's my niece's 21st, so duh.

And how could my week get better? I've finally started writing again. I wrote me a really short Get Real fic and then importuned a BNF writer to beta it because I have no shame and then I finished a dmoc fic that's been lying around for years and years.

See how I write in obscure fandoms that maybe five people in the world want to read?

( And just because it references sex )