I like stuff with romantic elements and angst, usually YA, fantasy, paranormal/urban fantasy or variations thereof. Usually wrinkles nose at sci-fi due to unlikely tech. Straight girl who likes boys that like boys!
Quit hinting at Bad Shit To Come, Maise. It is making me very uneasy. I'm cringing on the sofa, just waiting for the uproar. It's bound to happen and it won't be pretty, because society will not understand.
Will postpone probable angst by doing previously procrastinated task: spring cleaning the windows. It is the most boring thing ever. Universe, please stop fouling my windows. Thanks.
Excellent decision (*nods*). Pain avoided, wholesome feeling of task completed is in my future! Just have to leave the internet first. It's happening. Any minute now.