*hides behind her hands*

Oh LJ. I'm looking at fandom_wank, seeing the running tally on news posts with maxed comments among the other crazy and just- boggling. Brad's running for the hills. There's the whole burr86 thing which was just stupid.

Honestly, I'm thinking Potterdammerung failed to destroy The Internets so the overflow of crazy has spilled into this. It's- wow. Boggling.

In completely unrelated news I find it hilarious that it's been hot for days but the day we're having my dad's birthday BBQ, it goes freezing. Thumbs up once again to the British weather.

And we're putting Bunsen and Kermit outside in the fish barrel soon. Sadness. Only, it frees up room for the rats (my reasoning, not the 'rents') and saves me struggling to clean them out without totally destroying the mother's spotless bathroom. Have I mentioned that I hate living in a house with a cleanliness freak? Yeah.

Which is why there're so many clothes on my bed right now, you can't see it. Little rebellions.

edit: Oh and if you want something hilarious (and vaguely disturbing) to distract you from the LJ crazy, I present... Baby!Queen! You might want to turn your speakers down if anyone's around. ;)

Seriously.

You wouldn't keep telling a dog to follow someone who didn't like dogs (unless you were a sadistic bastard) right?

Shocking though it may seem to my relatives, exactly the same concept applies to someone who does not like children. They're harrassing me, harrassing Casper and all my relatives keep saying is "Is she hiding upstairs? Oh go keep her company/make her come down.

I. Do. Not. Like. Children. I don't get why this concept is so difficult for people to grasp. It's not funny so keep sending them after me. I'd probably spend more time with my other relatives if they didn't *keep doing it*.

I've now emptied half my DVD collection in an attempt to keep them occupied. I swear, if they come in my room one more time, I'm calling a taxi and going- somewhere. Anywhere.

Jesus. I deserve pet rats after today.