My cousin Shane came over today to fix the computer situation - 1hr 15m later I have a cordless mouse+keyboard that actually have twenty-six readable letters and a variety of white-on-black command keys.
After figuring out the problem he has a couple of minutes before he has to leave, and they, being my mum, dad and cousin, decide to hold a conversation about my desktop wallpaper.
I think I've been involved in fandom, specifically Power Rangers and varying slash fandoms, for so long I've become accustomed to being very...myself. Pro-childish-behaviour, pro-boys-kissing, pro-Hunter-and-Cam.
I've known for a long time that I've lived two very separate, rarely interconnected lives. I think when my father had to study that 120x120 pixel image of Hunter and Cam to determine 'which one was the girl' I realized exactly how far away from each other they were.
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