It's making a very compelling argument.
Playstation: Buy me. Buuuuuuuuuuuy me.
I'm a highly susceptible creature.
Play practice is boring, but goes by quickly (today was Act 2, so I got to wait a whole 45 minutes just to say my one line! Yippee!) and then I take people home after practice, which makes me feel all special and in control. My car inflates my ego, and I love it. Then I went to Spellbinders to see if they had Ultimates #8 with the twincest-y Pietro and Wanda-ness... they didn't. They I went to Rodney's... he didn't seem to have it either (kinda hard to tell in that store). *glowers* I found a really, really bizarre Evo comic though that I'm totally, totally scanning. >___> It weirds me out to the extreme! And Lance is in it! And... I'm weirded out!
I bet JC's would have it. Must ask dad for directions... Stupid Cuyahoga Falls has the only really good comics store in the area. Damn them. I wish I had someone equally obsessed to come with me. Dammit, it's a medium-long drive! Where are the nutty comics fans at my school? Where do they hide?
Where are the slash fans, that's what I really want to know.
I hate poetry.