spellcasters it's a blasting abba kind of day, so friends from the yearly wizavision song contest meet up who missed her this weekend š that magical therapist or an enlightened one to help her unearth which trickster god continues to ruin her life (it's me, i'm trickster gods), the will to live or the courage to use my pto and not hoard it for a more serious strain of dying. more narratives to creep while gmail continues to elude me (IOU). hllewell to return! a sister for transform, charlie hunnam to make witchers' day, and anyone adeptly could ever want or need. mayhap another vampire so we can go three for three and meet in the streets for an old school rumble (west side story cool guy finger snapping guaranteed)