Last night Mum, Lydia, and I watched an Australian horror movie about crocodiles and it was a truly amazing experience.

How did Seamus get from occasionally accidentally blowing shit up with magic to fully capable of orchestrating a large and complex piece of pyrotechnics?

I feel strongly that this is a story missing from Harry Potter.

Like, did he just sort of go, ‘Fuck it, I’m gonna only do magic where the point is to blow things up. Then I can’t fail.’

And then he sort of became an expert from there.

Beth has written another comic.

  • Lydia: One of my friends said I was the coolest the other day.
  • Beth: Have they met me?

Beth found out that Lydia has a friend she has known longer than her and she’s gotten really weirdly jealous and has literally forced herself into Lydia’s arms, saying she has to do better than the other friend.

Is it weird if I describe these two as my brotp?

Is it weird if I describe these two as my brotp?

The word is 'codependent'.

  • Beth: I'm gonna pause the conversation, and take us all to the bathroom, 'cause I've gotta go.
  • Bella: We're not going with you.
  • Beth: Please. Can't you just stand outside the door and shout?
  • Bella: No.
  • Lydia: I'll go.
Somehow, this is typical of Beth’s visits.

Somehow, this is typical of Beth’s visits.

I let Lydia borrow my Daria DVDs in exchange for her soul.

I let Lydia borrow my Daria DVDs in exchange for her soul.