dear mun }

You're making me want to drown myself in Gaga, you know that? And that's not a decision I come to lightly. It's saved for moments of extreme distress, and I'll have you know that I am very distressed.

First of all, you're intentionally inflicting trauma on me. That's mean, alright? And while I do like the idea of having a strong, badass grandmother as a maternal figure, did I have to lose my awesome totally kosher relationship with my dad in the process?

With both my parents, actually.

So what, is having awesome parents only limited to people who get so screwed up by their Calling that they can't function otherwise? Because if that's true, that just sucks.

Oh! Also! Can you decide which kind of trauma you're inflicting on me already? Not that I'm particularly keen for trauma, but I would like to know what I'm in for. Just saying.



... Also, if you do decide to inflict all this madness on me? Getting me to Looney before curtain goes up on Romeo and Juliet would be the one absolutely stellar thing you could do for me.