laurahya

I'm 28 and from the UK but I recently moved to The Most Pointless Town in Belgium. We're like the town that characters in horror movies get stuck in for the night, and then they go for a wander because it's all medievally and cobbled and quaint and then when they've gone too far to turn back they gradually realise that absolutely *everyone* is a freak in the corner / serial killer / orc / small-town Belgian, and THERE IS NO ESCAPE. If you guess the name of the town, you totally get a cookie.

In other news, not many people will get in a car with me for the dual reasons that I have adopted Belgian driving habits and the only thing I play is Mars on an embarrassingly repetitive loop, interspersed with the odd bit of random angry rock.

I am afraid of: very small dogs, land!sharks, people who chew really loudly, Jared's omfg-it-must-smell-like-Satan tour outfit, screaming teeny fangirls, and one day understanding what the hell is going on.

I love: vegetarian meat substitutes, Vancouver, black knee-high boots, feta, singshouting so hard my throat hurts, tequila, dressing like I never got over being a teenager, and the possibility that I might one day understand what the hell is going on.

Er, hi.

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ETA I just noticed that my location is listed on the left there, so no cookies for anyone. It turns out I am about as slow as a person can possibly be without requiring professional intervention...