Pretty sure the title says it all. This is the place for anyone who has contracted the Hiddles infection.
Don't be afraid to ask me anything, give confessions, rant....that's why I made this blog
You know you’re good friends when…
The conversation has degraded when he goes from trying to distract me from calling him a baka by saying “Look! A distraction in the shape of Tom Hiddleston trying to seduce you!” to calling each other bitch nugget and arguing over whether or not a certain other name + food combo worked with the rest of ‘em when we already have one that’s burger related. 
So…yeah…
I will be gone for the next few days, so I’ve loaded up a massive queue to keep you all entertained and stuff. And by massive queue, I mean, it’ll run past when I get back….
It’ll just be interesting driving up there with my mother and dad not being there. Not that it hasn’t happened before, but it’s been years since I’ve driven up north with just ma and the girls (the girls being my little sisters). Besides the fact that I’m probably gonna be driving a lot of it cause ma’ll want a nap…and my sisters’ll start whining and fighting and I’ll be all 
”Bitches, shut up, I’m tired and I will stop this car till y’all can it and calm the fuck down.” Except I wont actually say that cause they’re still innocent enough to think “stupid” is a swear word (they’re only 11 and 5…) and I’d just glare at ‘em. This would probably be pretty accurate too if the 5 yr old starts yelling like normal: 
Yeah…so wish me luck!
OH! And I heard from my friend that just got deployed. Threatening to send him fruit cake cookies if he doesn’t tell me what kind he wants….almost did that to him last time he asked for cookies when he was at AIT…lol God I miss that baka….although if he was home, he would very easily be right up there with the “triplets” and ordering me around as beer bitch too….and he knows my weak spots, dammit…
