Six impossible things before breakfast.

Erm, whoops? Am hiding in fear from both Clare AND the parents. This can't be good.

Computer is fucked again so just posting a quick summary of fabulous day. Went out, Enid got both nipples pierced ("Whip them out then!" Is it wrong to want icons?), woke Clare up for the first time EVER, Hannah brought a purple velvet pimp suit and despite all reason looks fabulous in, found a new place to eat in Liverpool with a working jukebox, and oh, I got my tenth piercing.

Navel, to be precise. Mum found out by my very silly mistake of leaving the solution on the stairs ("WHAT HAVE YOU GOT DONE THIS TIME?" The only thing I can do that she hates is body modification. Problem, given the amount of them) and Clare knows via Hannah telling her on my phone and text. I have one back telling me that "I'll kill you later. What do you want for food?"

So, yes. Would write more but computer on abyss of DEATH.

~Hathy_Col~