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I got the guts to post a fic-let on a comm! And the person liked it! alkdfj!! I did it!

I might try some other things. Maybe. But still! This is a huge step for me!

Okay, another one I've written. Trigger warning - domestic violence, not written about in detail, but still. Leverage, Parker, she knows love isn't supposed to feel like this.

More, hopefully cheerful/funny ones tomorrow. I'm going to start getting loopy if I keep writing at this time of night.

Real women have tiny boobs, real women have giant boobs, real women have medium-sized boobs, real women have one boob that is WAAAAY bigger than the other, real women have had to have their boobs surgically removed, real women have had their boobs augmented or reduced, real women haven't quite finished growing their boobs yet.

Real women have traveled the world, real women are yet to explore beyond their hometowns, real women have never been kissed, real women are trying to figure out who they are, real women are happy right where they are, real women will never be satisfied.

Real women have curves, real women are curve-free, real women look like Jessica Rabbit and like Olive Oyl, real women carry their weight up high and down low, real women wish they could carry more weight, real women have tiny waists and no waists, real women are infinite in geometry and configuration.

This is the first post of 'real women have -' that I've ever seen that I completely agree with.

... oh god i want to try some of these. They look delicious!

Anyway, there's been more thunderstorms in my hometown. It really kind of sucks - The phone wires get taken down all the time, and now there's apparently flashflood warnings around. Grandma was worried today and had Grandpa bring me and the baby kitten over. It was pretty scary. At one point the sky was dark but it was still light out - it almost looked like a surrealist painting.

On a cool note, I found an app for my iPod that plays old radio shows. I haven't found that many for The Shadow yet, but I checked out their website and gaaah it looks so cool! I mean, really! I've already listened to a few shows and the sound quality is excellent. I love it.

I'm craving coffee and chocolate chips. Craving, you shall be given into.

If you want to feel like an underachiever, click here. She's nine and a CEO.

And what's more is that the little pencil topper things are cute. I want some!

THEY FOUND WATER ON THE MOON.

The astronomer in me is GEEKING THE HELL OUT.

(don't any of you DARE to harsh my squee. Not now. Today has been too good for squee harshing.)

This makes me incredibly happy.

I actually had no homework tonight. I KNOW RIGHT. I'm going to bed soon though, after I brush my teeth and read a little.

So, on saturday, I'm going to be eighteen. Eighteen.

I'm on mixed feelings about this. I'm older. But I can do more - I can vote, I can go in places I couldn't before, etc.

I guess eighteen is just sort of one of those weird ages. I met a couple of friends when they were around eighteen when I was fourteen/thirteen, and eighteen just seemed like this really amazing, cool age that I would never really see because it was so far in the future.

And now, saturday, I'm gonna be eighteen. I guess in some ways I've matured, but in some ways I guess I'm always going to be that cute girl that's clever and sweet and doesn't get into trouble. Part of me wants to stay that way, but part of me wants to be that good-lookin', kinda mysterious girl that's brave at the same time.

But I guess I'm becoming braver - I was asked if I was going to homecoming by a friend, and I said that I guessed so. This other girl asked if I was going to have a date, and I said I had no idea, but there was this guy that was pretty nice to me and stuff. I actually asked him, but he said he already had a date. I wasn't crushed, because I figured he probably already did, but years ago I wouldn't be in school, let alone even think about asking someone to a date.

So maybe I'm changing, getting better and braver and stuff. So... maybe I'm already getting there.

This is interesting.

I put Henna on my hands and on Mom's feet a couple of days ago. We watched Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen and while I did see a couple of things to nitpick, I generally liked it.

Going on a reading binge today, I think. I'm reading Step Right Up! by Dan Mannix. (Yes, I know it says Memoirs of a Sword Swallower, but my book says Step Right Up! on it.)

I am really tired - will probably take a nap.

1. Go to TVTropes.
2. Pick out a few of your favorite Tropes, be they characterization, plots, betrayal, ect.
3. Respond to this post with those.
4. The person that posted this must now write a short story or fanfic or something involving these Tropes and the characters mention.
5. I write for you, you write for me - 's only fair.

Example:

"I want you to write a short drabble with A and D involving Guns Akimbo, Absudly Spacious Sewer, Urban Legends and Dehydrated Oracle. Maybe not in that order."

Everybody, please pray or just think about Nevaeh Buchanan. Or at least for her family.