through hands of steel and heart of stone

when my brother play nintendo [or any variation/generation descended thereof] they both sit leaning forward with their mouths hanging open, a focussed yet strangely vacant gleam in their eyes.

i'm counting the days.

in other random news, i still haven't seen the motherfucking snakes on the motherfucking plane. however, i have planned [yes, that's right, me. i PLANNED something] a staff and friend outing that involves dinner, cocktails and a remedy to the lack of motherfucking snakes on the motherfucking plane.

yessssss!

also, there will be presents.

double yesssssss!