So I am actually a 12GG/H.

If I got liposuction I'd be the ultimate anime character/female superhero. :D?

orz

And because it occurred to me that I have not pimped in a good long while, Lackadaisy Cats, guys, is this awesome rollicking bootlegging time in the fifties where everyone is a cat and the artwork is gorgeous and Wick is an absolute dorkotard I am not joking.

Also, since Angus & Robertson is full of insipid trash I once again resorted to Penguin Classics in order to use my book voucher there, and purchased:

• In Cold Blood by Truman Capote, because I ought to read it and he interests me,
• The History of Sexuality, Vol. I by Miuchel Foucault, because apparently gender theory hasn't driven me mad enough just yet,
• Usage and Abusage by Eric Partridge, because I figure it will be useful,
• The Chimney Sweeper's Boy by Barbara Vine, because it caught my eye and I pay attention to my subconscious, and
• Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, because alleyne has assured me it is good.

Now I am off to accomplish the rest of my to do list. :D

[EDIT] Oh, yes, and I found bras, if you couldn't tell. |D; That little place called All About Eve? Excellent service and advice. Those ladies know their stuff. ♥ And their stock. So I now have two black bras and one red bra and, god, do you find that you forget what it's like to have proper chest support when you go for a long time without real bras? Because, god. <3 <3 <3