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I feel the same way, I actually put it in one of my fics
Clips set to the song
Lmao that's too cute
#GoodOmens
Trying new things
#GoodOmens
Me too! I don't have the time for this one so if someone wants to run with it...π€·πΌ
Hey what if Aziraphale was a priest that was getting annoyed because they kept getting called to exorcisms but it was always the same demon and they thought it was just to torment them but really it's cause Crowley didn't know another way for them to hang out
Adenovirus is rampant and last weeks. All you can do is cope and medicate. My whole house just finished passing it around
*sobs in itβs all too much*
Laundry for the week β
Grocery shopping β
Breakfast made β
Curriculum prepared β
Calendar updated β
It's not quite 8 30 am but I think I might try and nap.
My alarm goes off in 2 hours. I slept for just under 2, been up for 1 already. This is, as the kids say, grody to the max.
Oh no, not quite hallucinating lol, more like imagination, like a perpetual "brain loading" screen, error 404, thoughts not found.
The insomnia has been winning for weeks now but I'm so out of it now that I just realized I've been staring out into the void watching imaginary people Strip The Willow in my mind for about 20 minutes.
Took the Heathens out to see the planets aligned and we could just BARELY make them out due to light pollution but it was still cool. One day we'll make it out to a park or something way out in nothing and see the milky wayπ
Aziraphale in season 1 of Good Omens. He is at the desk in his book shop and is sitting in his red and gold armchair. He is leaning back with a content look and smile on his face. He is wearing his spectacles and holding a glass of wine in one hand and a book in the other hand. The book is also resting on his lap. His legs are crossed. There are books and papers scattered about on his desk. He is dressed in his usual sandy colored trousers, light brown waistcoat, light blue button-down shirt, and his Tartan bow tie. He is wearing his cozy Gray cardigan.
I'm not a human AU writer, but someone should write one featuring a 90's mallrat Crowley, working part time at Spencers. Spends every break (he takes more than he's supposed to)walking past The Fudgery, where a cute blonde with pretty eyes, yummy thighs, & a gorgeous voice sings while making fudge.
Littlest Heathen had a small cavity on a baby tooth, and the dentist said it wasn't worth doing anything since it would fall out anyway. It was hurting off and on so girly decided the best course of action would be to just...go ahead and yank it out of their head by themselves.
π Tomorrow 12.45 on Times Radio! www.instagram.com/reel/DVRiK3a...
My favorite play would probably be Romeo and Juliet, it was the first I was able to see on a real stage and so it's sentimental to me.
There are far too many fantastic musicals for me to pick just one though!
4 copies of the Stage magazine with Michael Sheen as the cover girl.
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The first word to come to mind is
"UuUgGgHhHhH!"
Gee, I sure hope I don't wake up at 4am again for no reason after not getting to sleep til after midnight because I'm working all week and it's really been rough, I'm exhausted!
π§ : I gotchu boo, fall asleep at 10pm π
β: 2:45 am
Me:
It's my last week with my pre k babes now that Softball is ending. I'm gonna miss these booger eaters
If your intrusive thoughts won right this minute, what would happen?
I would kick the television.
I'd stick my hand in the boiling pot
I'm sorry you're not feeling well, hope you get better soon
A bbq pulled pork baked potato has given me the strength to carry on.π₯²
Crowley cosplaying as a big brother picking up his younger sibling after the birthday party, who had the best time ever!
Lord Beelzebub gets a case of The Mondays and decides to go topside to visit the ultimate den of iniquities: Chuck E. Cheese.
Hey, so, 6th graders are evil, hateful, monstrous little shits and I do not fuck with them. Never working Middle School again.
There is NO SUB PLAN for 8 classes of 6th graders. What could go wrong?