So I've turned 18, and I don't feel any different. I'm assuming this is normal. My bedroom looks like a gift shop has exploded -  I'll post the photos from my shiny new camera when I get my new laptop. *promises* So, you know, picspam coming up soon.

I've also been pretty busy. I've updated bellatrixed finally, with a shiny new layout, and I made a fanfic reccing and archive comm - epiceverlasting so if anyone has BtVS, HP or VM fanfics they think should be brought to everyone elses attention you should let me know. I'm also finally getting all of my fics off my laptop and onto the internetz before I get my new laptop.

Btw. some people in this world are stupid. Very, very stupid.

There is 6 weeks until my 18th birthday!!!!!! Well, technically there is 45 days until April 5, my birthday (yes, that's Easter Thursday) .

Also, lulz about Ralph Finnes and that Australian flight attendant joining the mile high club. My rhyme (and thoughts) on the issue. Thoughts: She's deperate, slightly crazed (she watched 'The English Patient' 20 times) and money-hungry.

There once was an air hostess,
At toliet-cubile sex she was best,
Who would have thought
That dear Lord Voldemort
Was her best-ever lover
He was like no other
She sighed and then rated
Him a 10 out of 10.

Ah, time for bed.