
Hello, I'm Georgia. I am Natalie's
1. I use brackets far too often. It's as if I have two writing voices running parallel to each other; the first one telling you all the facts and being sensible, and the one in brackets just throwing out some absolute wildcards and really slowing the discourse right down...kind of like when you're dragging a drunk friend home and they're saying some semi-funny stuff but they're not exactly pushing your journey in a forward motion, y'know?
2. I absolutely, more than anything ever, love puns. Like, you might think you're good at wordplay, but let me tell you, dear friends: I am better. I am super non-competitive in regards to basically everything else but pun-making? I reign supreme.
I apologise in advance for messing up Natalie's carefully curated layout with all of my weird bullet points and ridiculous photos and other such annoying things. Anyway, I think the time has come for me to, y'know, properly start this whole shebang. Here is the story of Halloween 2015.