Wow. Am I really going to waste blog space on this...?

Evidently, I am.

So, I made a rather stupid discovery today. At least, it's stupid to you all. Or, it will be when I get to the point. But! Often when you are in a forest, you have trouble seeing the trees around you like the people who are far away see them. :3 So, I discovered today I am obsessed with Tinkerbell.

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YEAH. I see those looks. Shoosh. Let me explain!

We went to Kohl's for clothes (there was a sale. I needed clothes. Nix has been stealing my pants for a week, so I guess she needed clothes too. But who cares about her?), and, as usual, Kohl's had a new line of Tinkerbell shirts! Like, quite a few of them. One of them was pink, so it didn't count. But there were others!! And I liked those. They said things like, "What's not to love?" and, "Cute, adorable, jealous, pretty, sparkly, etc, etc," both emblazoned with Tinkerbell looking sickeningly cute. On a side note, I now have at least half a dozen Tinkerbell shirts, three or four Tinkerbell bags, and countless other Tinkerbell miscellaneous paraphernalia around my room.

So, NOW you're wondering what's wrong with me.

But, now I think I know WHY I adore Tinkerbell to such an unreasonable amount. Tinkerbell is a fairy who adores Peter Pan, the Boy Who Will Never Grow Up. Besides being compared to Marilyn Monroe, she's also got a sparkly pair of wings. (I don't.) The thing is, she's so small, she can only feel one thing at a time. Either she's all good, or all bad. All sweet, or all spiteful. Sometimes she's somewhere in between, going for a harmless fun angle, but I digress.

In case you haven't guessed, it was the last part. T.T I am a hopeless Tinkerbell fan because I am JUST like her.