( So I got a tattoo today! )

Little Brother and I went to the comic book shop afterwards. I bought a beautifully obnoxious Umbrella Academy coffee mug (the bottom says "thank you for the coffee"! I couldn't NOT buy it) and a set of Serenity action figures. Jayne is currently sitting on top of a small stack of Discworld books, menacing Shakespeare. Then we both decided to buy parasols, because we are pritty pritty ladies. Apparently. (Comic Shop Guy called Little Brother "she," probably because of his flowing locks. He was a little disheartened by it, but then I told him that androgyny is a sign of a well-balanced psyche and if other people don't get that that's their problem, not his, and I think it cheered him up a little.) I also had a tremendously edifying conversation with a shop clerk about the wisdom of majoring in Philosophy. Luckily I'm not.

That shop sells Nietzsche wristwatches. I don't know how to feel about that.

All in all, today was an A+ day. Now I'm going to go make tea in my obnoxious coffee mug and listen to the new Spinnerette album. Has anyone else heard it? It's pretty much the most fuckable record I've heard so far this year.

MY LITTLE BROTHER IS THIRTEEN TODAY. THIRTEEN. THIRTIZZLE!!!!!!! We celebrated by eating lunch in a vegan restaurant and going to the Clay Cafe, because he is a lesbian. (We also watched 28 Days Later and will be watching either 28 Weeks Later or the third season of Buffy later tonight. Little Brother likes his birthdays like he likes his women: undead and full of feminism.) I got him a Freddie Mercury action figure and two Nightmare Before Christmas pins. I also gave him a piggyback downtown, because we are both ridic.

Mannnnn, I remember when he was a tiny wee wrinkly baby and I brought him in for show and tell because he was the first brother I ever had! I was excited about having a brother back then and I'm still excited now. Happy birthday, honeybee. ♥

(Oh, yeah, and that noise you hear? That's just bandom being better than any other fandom ever.)