| What the shit is this. |
[20 Apr 2012|09:50am] |
I have a LITANY of complaints and I expect you all to GIVE A SHIT and make them go away.
• Why do guys think if they buy you a drink or you sleep in their couch then you owe them sex? Apart from the fact that sex is so gross, what makes them think they're entitled to that? Fuck that shit. I didn't need some goddamn male god to bring forth all those kids I had.
• Uh, apparently if I don't hand in some assignments or something I'm going to fail? And they'll kick me out? Apparently I'm a terrible student, lol. Anyone want to write some papers for me?
• ROOMMATE BE WARNED, I'm coming home!
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[20 Apr 2012|11:01am] |
[Once again, Ben found himself reaching for his notebook. This time, however, it was for Tanner. Ganymede was a playmate of Eros' from long ago, and Ben felt Tanner was a friend now, so what he was about to do was a no brainer.
At first, his hand instinctively went for the gold pen. His fingers touched it, but he had to stop himself. Love wouldn't help these two. Tanner told Ben what happened: one boy loved while the other only cared. The love Tim felt was never going to be reciprocated, and it saddened Ben to hear this. He thought the two, although not quite perfect for each other, made a cute pair. But love wasn't in the cards, so disinterest must take its place. Ben, along with his seldom used brown pen, could help with that.
He flipped quickly passed the arrows marked with Aria's name. Quickly but neatly, Ben drew out the arrow, then wrote down Tanner Sterling and Timothy Lawrence. Hopefully, this would allow Tim to move on, leave Zeus out of the breakup. Ben knew how hard it was to stay away from that one person you had a deep connection to in your previous life, and Zeus had always been a very powerful presence (even if he was still a slave to love and the desires that went with it). Also, Tanner could get some peace from the overwhelming feelings that came with having to let someone go.
Finished, Ben quietly closed the notebook and put the pen away, his mind now focusing on recent advice and his own deep connection.]
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| Sounds of Silence |
[20 Apr 2012|01:54pm] |
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If you see me walking around with tape over my mouth, it's because I have taken a vow of silence. As a big supporter of LGBT rights, I'm showing my displeasure by honoring the Day of Silence, and will do so every year until such a time as they have the same rights as everyone else.
Thank you.
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[20 Apr 2012|03:34pm] |
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I'm seriously considering joining the MMA club. Is there somebody who would fight against me?
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[20 Apr 2012|05:18pm] |
[FILTERED AGAINST: Faculty & Staff, RAs; FILTERED TO: Students]out of curiosity, i'm taking a poll. out of all the people on campus, who do you think is the best-looking? besides myself, of i'd love to know.
also, who would you kill, sleep with or marry? i'm curious. and if you don't get chosen for anything, don't get insulted, please: i'm sure you have some part of your personality that makes up for your atrocious face lack of popularity ugly appearance it. we all have our strengths and some people are just prettier than others.
i guess for mine... i'd marry the the really hot admissions counselor... i think his name is carter jackson?, & sleep with the boy with the curly hair in my major. hypothetically, of course.
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[20 Apr 2012|06:01pm] |
My computer is broken. I'm glad I spent the money for the iPod and pay to house all my files online. Still able to get online when I have to leave the computer lab or library. And still have my papers.. I won't be able to replace it until my loans come in for the summer or I find another job...work-study...whatever for a while. Maybe the hard drive is salvageable.
[Filter to Legion]
Can I ask you a question?
I can't stop talking to you. kryptyk liek whoa (hope)
[Filter to Balder]
I can't hope.
[Filter to Angrboða]
I was- I can't- I-
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[20 Apr 2012|06:42pm] |
Back from bumfuck Montana. Impregnated a couple cows, built a barn, started a maple syrup company and failed miserably, played some twin pranks on the locals.
I tell you what: nobody there will ever be the same. We've made believers of teleportation out of them all.
So much homework.
[Filtered to Fergus]
I need to blow off some steam and you're a good fighter. Got time?
[Filtered to Marilyn]
I want to talk to you.
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[20 Apr 2012|08:26pm] |
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[The more Riley thought about her earlier conversation with Val where the other student had the gall to not only ask for an MMA fight, but then indicate that she wanted to be bruised as little as possible, the more angry she became. The fact that there were people who were offering to fight her and 'go easy' on her? Well, that just made Riley damn-near apoplectic. The upsurge in her anger had her hitting the heavy bag in the sports complex for a few hours, until she didn't feel like screaming anymore.]
[filter; bethany]
Hey. I'm a horrible mother. I owe you an apology.
[filter; mma club]
Speaking as co-chair of the club, if I find out that any member of the club is holding back for reasons other than the safety of their fellow fighter (ie - power-enhanced strength and not wanting to give someone brain damage), then words will be had and fists will fly. We're fighters, not a bunch of bitches, and anyone who asks for an MMA fight should know what they're getting into. If someone wants a fight but doesn't want the fucking cuts and bruises to go along with it then they should go elsewhere. If you think I'm being harsh about this, then just imagine what Arron might say.
[filter; public]
Ever just feel that urge to get drunk and do something stupid? Yeah... I'll be camping if anyone needs me.
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[20 Apr 2012|09:49pm] |
PRO TIP: If you can't sing remotely on key, you shouldn't sing in public. It is an assault to my ears.
Heh. It's 4/20.
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[20 Apr 2012|10:52pm] |
Attention students.
Three people refused to answer when called upon today in my class. They will not be returning and their examinations will not be marked - take heed of their mistake. The possession of a cause is admirable, but it does not excuse you from doing as you told by an authority. Especially if that authority has a short temper and a cruel sense of humour.
In addition, I am both happy and contractually obligated to inform those of you in the Anthropology department who are accompanying me on our archaeological expedition to Abydos that your final payments should be made to the bursar by the end of the month (Monday April 30th 2012). Failure to adhere to this deadline will result in your place on the expedition being withdrawn and the deposit you have already paid will be seized and used to buy new treasures for the Anthropology department's Professorial Retirement Vault.
Furthermore, it should be noted that many of the older tombs still retain powerful curses placed on them by the priests of Osiris and Anubis. Proper priests, who knew what they were doing! Unlike the acolytes of johnny-come-lately gods like the Greeks or, by the blood, the Norse, a good old-fashioned Egyptian curse can have lethal power even several millennia later. Because of this, you should all have returned your release forms by now, absolving the university of any criminal responsibility in the event that your soul is painfully torn out of your body and devoured by goblins, or spirit crocodiles, or whatever. Again, without those consent forms you will NOT be permitted to enter any tomb not signed off by one of our reincarnate associates trained in the detection of hexes, I simply cannot stress this enough. I refuse to compound the agony of having to watch my beloved students being nightmarishly consumed by the dark forces of the underworld with the inconvenience of facing police charges upon our return to the United States.
Enjoy your weekend.
-Sekhmet.
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