You and Me Could Write A Bad Romance

Hello world.
So today I learnt how to make a lock pick out of a paperclip (well tension wrench and hook pick) which I then proceeded to open a very cheap padlock with. I also finished a painting I'd been working on for a little while, while watch a documentary about midnight movies. Right now, besides typing this, I'm reading fan fiction (and amongst the impostors by Margaret Peterson Haddix).

Oh, I recently finished (as in read yesterday) The Dead Boy Detectives because we got Charles and Edwin, Death and Hob. Hob! I was pretty impressed even if it wasn't written by Mr Gaiman, himself.

Completely veering off topic. Like there was a topic to begin with huh? I was on camp for two weeks. Camp was great. The temperature and my personal hygiene during this time was not. Very, very, very cold.

Oh! Went to the Abbey Medieval Festival as well. We did some dancing with Gypsies. Saw some archery and sword fighting and the joust. Ate some seriously good Turkish Delight. Debated whether or not Turkish delight is a girl-thing and what that has to say about Edmund.

I also realised a few days a go that my dad did not know the story of 'The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse' But I think this one is just me. I had a book of fairy stories when I was little and this one was one of it. It kind of differs from what I've just discovered on Wikipedia but the general gist is the same.

Ok, I'm even boring me at this stage.
Until next time,
Katherine.

This also pretty much sums me up at the moment and,
this, this and this make my life.