Jan. 7th, 2011

lex: (idk my bff megatron)
Last night I dreamed about chickens. I was at a friend's house, and she had all these lovely birds - they looked a damn lot like Mille Fleur d'Uccles, in fact! And she'd called me over so I could help with harvesting some of them. It wasn't weird at all, though, just part of the process of raising them. The very fact that my hindbrain has accepted this gives me hope for when I eventually raise Wyandottes of my own. :3

TODAY I WENT SHOPPING. I didn't really have the money for it but whatever, my twin's birthday is coming up! (Mine too, but that is irrelevant.) I couldn't find the thing I REALLY REALLY WANTED to get, but I got a bunch of stuff. And a thing for myself. Sunspot, the adorable confused Decepticon. I've been keeping an eye out for him since the Justbutts got him, because seriously. So cute. His bio is just priceless:
Sunspot has memory problems. Mission objectives, target data and the names of his allies slip from his mind like sand through a sieve. He remembers how to fly most of the time, which is lucky, because he finds a simple joy in being airborne. What's unlucky is that he tends to forget the Autobots are constantly on the lookout for Decepticons operating on their own, so he often wanders directly into a surprise attack.

I couldn't resist him when I saw him. For a moment a considered not getting him, because he's just a little toy-only figure, you know? But. Then I realized. His adorable little head is tilted in confusion.



It was meant to be.