I've created a new breed of insect. The termant. For those of you who are asking, "Why Bridget, what in the world brought that up?" I'll tell you. I was going to anyway. Why else would I have brought it up in the first place? Come on now, think. Jeez...
Ever have trouble distinguishing between ants and termites? Well, if the answer is no, then you're one lucky duck. You find a termant in your house. At first you're like, "Oh no, ants in the house! How horrible." And yes, ants in the house may seem horrible. Then you notice something else; wings. Now what? Ants? Termites? Or...a combination? Ah yes...it takes a warped mind to think up these things, little kiddies, but let me tell you, if the miniature person controlling your brain that makes you this way is supposed to respond to a certain stimulous with say..."How are you?", mine would go, "Cram it with walnuts, ugly." At any rate, thats another tale for another time. So these termants, they aren't quite ants, they aren't quite termites..."But what," you ask, "what makes them so dangerous?" I'm getting to that now. You see ants, you say or think, "ugh, ants" in annoyance, right? But ants with wings...and the killer instinct of a termite (hey, we all know it's there. Don't act like you've never seen it in their eyes!). They can get into your ears. They can get to your brains and they can warp the little men. Termants.

I'm back. I tried to move out to Cali, it didn't work. I moved back to Boston for a year and then I decided I was in love, moved out to Las Vegas with my Boyfriend and married him...so... I guess he's now my husband. Anyway sorry I haven't updated in ...almost a year... maybe more. Not sure. and to clarify, yes, I write HP fics, but no I'm not 30. Yes I'm married, but I'm still technically a teenager, so ... go figure. heh.