Siren Tides

and it ate my freakin’ backpack for Echo! I’m going to have tyo make another one half way through which the black hole will probably mysteriously cough up the original and I’ll bemoan it on here.

Tomorrow I’m hopefully going to have some pretty/interesting pictures of my bead/craft supplies, some of them at least to give you some eyecandy and give me something to do before my sister’s friend comes over for a sleepover…HELP!

15 days, 15 posts. So good so far.

W00t! For once I feel like I can actually reach a goal, it’s a nice feeling.

Teddies and dolls and softies and Echo and being a little childish sometimes. I love going for walks with my friends to stick my toys on fences and bushes to take pictures and giggle.

I love my rainbow ribbon.

And you know what? I’m okay with that.

Okay, so. No Merlin because… well because I found myself ranting about Gwen because I can’t make sense of the woman even though she is buckets of awesome… (on the BBC’s Merlin. Other Gwens make me go all Smashdown on their faces…)

And I’m pretty sure Merlin is supposed to be older.

I did find some amazing fanfiction though, ala “A Slow Awakening (Morgana/Arthur)” by . (NC-17, NSFW).

“Sin Alone (Morgana/Arthur)” by . (NC-17, NSFW).

” The Brush of Wildfire” by . (NC-17, NSFW).

You can thank me later ;D

Echo and I went on a walk with Nicole today, we took plenty of pics which I’ll probably edit and post up tomorrow. It was fun, I’m working on a design for Echo’s own little backpack, too. Maybe a felt hat…

Mother does many a strange thing, I have been here only four days and I know this. Still, it’s better than some toddler having me and smushing chocolate ice cream into my lovely fur.

Er, well I think it is. Though the jumper and “hair accessory” she has been making me wear makes me wonder.

Nonetheless, she has some something I think is fun. She’s given me my own Flickr Page! I mean, a bear with their own flickr, who would have known? And it turns out I’m not the only one who has one, either! I found a few other bears on there. I do hope they reply to my comments or my photos.

Mother also says I’m allowed to write on here sometimes as having my own blog would be too much trouble for her. I do believe she’s being a bit silly, just because she’s typing while I dictate too her…

Anyway, come check out my flickr and feel free to drop a comment or two!