A picnic basket of horror

cryogenia appeared at my house around 9 Saturday night with her Cryo!brother and excitement was had by all. Oni was sufficiently worhshipped, gifts were bestowed, doujinshi was recorded, and there was sleeping and pancakes, all surrounded by general amazingness.

Cryo has fluffy hair. :D

It has, however, become unfortunately and freakishly hot, and my house doesn't have any air conditioning, so actually it's been nice to be at work where there is a decent climate and it isn't disgusting.

And today I was captured by lethargy and I went to the brat fest with monkeybobert, decken, donburi and disenchanted000, and that was really pointless to type out, but there they are were. We performed our civic duty as citizens of Madison by eating brats, bringing Brat Fest seven brats closer to their goal of 200, 000.

After that, we watched the first episode of a J-Drama called "Orange Days," which reminds me why I am not cut out for J-drama, and then Ouran. OURAN. Hsafhask.

And I got to talk to homoshiroi on the phone and then got to totally ruin a romantic moment with her and her boyfriend. It was great. <3 I hope I don't have brat disease. The end.