I have family everywhere

It turns out that a girl I've known for two years, though so far she's basically been a friend of a friend, is my cousin. I mentioned how I went to see my family in the center of the island this week, and she said, "My family is from there." Then I told her my mother's surname and it turns out that's her mother's surname. So we called our families and yep. We're related. Wow.

What else? I didn't like Captain America. Cowboys and Aliens is probably crap, yet I still want to see it (not at regular price, though). Oh, I went to see my family in the center of the island this week in the old family homeland, which I haven't been to since I was little. I'm writing a really angsty fic and can't wait to finish the first draft so I can take a breather by writing another angsty fic, though this one has actual happy moments. At least, I hope it has happy moments. I'm planning moments, but these two seem to be allergic to happy moments, but I need to write happy moments. Why can't I get happy bunnies? Why?! I'm also trying not to crack up, but that's a whole other problem altogether.

ETA: I'm also spending way too much time on Tumblr. Earlier, I was listening to Craig Ferguson while looking at Azazel/Riptide fanart, and browsing through Erik/Charles gifts and fics. At the same time.