ADD ME ON TWITTER, DAMMIT.

I'm lonely with Joker and Harley and Harvey and... Hannibal Lecter.

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Last night, I had a revelation. I squished down under my Why So Serious? blankey, buried my head in my GIR pillow and had an epic fanfiction braingasm. I came up with a super-secret idea for a Joker fanfiction, and it's so squeaky fresh and raw and bleeding and awesome that I refuse to share it. HA.

So... things are looking alright, I suppose. I'M GOING TO THE FUCKING MALL. OH MY-- hey, look at that Joker shirt on the Clearance rack! Yes, nuggems, Tripp made a shirt abso-fucking-lutely IDENTICAL to the shirt Joker wore in Dark Knight!!! If old news is old, please slap me, but FUCK IT'S ON CLEARANCE AND I NEED THAT FUCKING SHIRT!!!1! D:<

And I took some pictures of myself with Joker make-up done [no white face paint, but I did the eyes and mouth]. When I retrieve the cords for my camera I'll add them to my scraps or something.