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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|12:18 am] |
[Blocked from Hardison, Eliot and Nathan]
BOYS ARE FREAKING RETARDED!
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|12:18 am] |
I'm not really patient enough to wait, so...
Rei, could you close your eyes for a second?
ETA: Okay, you can open them. Happy three weeks before White Day. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|01:42 am] |
Paper due on this book we're reading in two weeks. The teacher went around the room, asking everyone to tell him our topics.
The guy across from me said, "I'm going to approach the text through the lenses of different theories and examine various themes."
So I stood up and said, "You sir are a bullshit artist, and that is the vaguest statement I've ever heard. Ever."
Okay, I wasn't that calm about it. Not my fault that dick had an inchoate mass of bromidic nothings for a thesis.
At least I got all my homework done in detention. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|07:53 am] |
I like this time of year. The crazy weather, the shifting rains, and the winds that just make you feel like they might pick you up and carry you away.
Makes it a lot easier to just breathe. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|10:09 am] |
I believe that I am confused about some of the things that I have seen on the computer.
My parents are quite evasive, and I don't know who to ask.
So I suppose I shall ask here.
Are physical relations supposed to look so uncomfortable? Some don't seem too bad, but a lot of them are nearly violent. I am confused. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|02:27 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
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Sleep, madness, death, alive!
But it's not Thursday. Oh. The note. DVD. Drive someone else to death. For the phoenix.
Canvas. The canvas is blank again. Fuck. ?
((OOC: Pardon her for a few minutes as she re-adjusts to being living and having a new, scar-free body.)) |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|05:15 pm] |
Hey hey Ellie! |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|10:11 pm] |
Okay, people.
I like ice cream just as much as the next guy. Especially when it comes with the little chocolate fish...y'know the one that I'm talkin' about. Has marshmellows and stuff. I like it the most 'cause I get a sick pleasure knowin' that somewhere out there a 'super hero' who won't be named is crying as I eat the melt-in-your-mouth version of his friends. Serves him right.
My point is the next time I get locked in a freezer I'm not goin t'be happy. DO I LOOK LIKE FROSTY THE SNOWMAN!? I don't even have a cool hat or eyes made out of coal! And if I did I'd turn them into freakin' diamonds. Sure, it's fun for the first little bit, and then you start gettin' frost bite in places that should never be that cold. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|10:21 pm] |
Bored and lonely. Such a sad state of affairs. And I am famished. Who's up for take out?
( Markov, was it? ) |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|10:43 pm] |
I need a break before I rip someone to pieces...or maybe a strong drink.
I think I am going to go for a long ride to get away. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|10:44 pm] |
Mistress, is there anything you wish for me to do? |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|10:52 pm] |
There is a serious lack of parties here...I need to find one, anything to take my mind off the restaurant for a couple hours. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|11:16 pm] |
I've the distinct feeling I'm not where I ought to be.
I am not feeling so well. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|11:19 pm] |
I feel honored to know that the free people of this world trust that I have their best interests in mind.
My position as Secretary-General of the United Nations will serve us all well. |
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