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I was stung by a wasp today. Five times. It hurt a lot. A lot, a lot. But it's ok. I'm tired, and I miss my dad. I want to watch old television shows, and get all cuddly and curl up under my blankets. I want the black adder song to never, ever end. Ever. I want the photo above to seem less apathetic. Now Krod Manoon - the (something, something, something) swoard of fire is on, and it's awesome. It's a pisstake medievil fasnty show. I like it. It's great. Robin Hood move over, vaginal armour is totally hot right now.