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[28 Apr 2012|12:11pm] |
Who do I complain to if I think someone has tampered with something I drank? Or ate? ... Fuck. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck, it was probably those fucking Ho Hos I found on that bench. Chocolate is terrible for dogs! Now I know, noooow I know ... it makes you all heterosexual and a raging whore apparently. What the fuck? No. No. Ho Hos have never betrayed you before.
Maybe they were magic Ho-Hos.
I'm fucking suing this school, I swear to god. If my boyfriend breaks up with me ... this school is so sued.
Ok. So things I've tried to do to cure me of this sudden [...] curse:
- Sleep it off. Inspired by my rommate's ability to seemingly never be bothered by anything. Didn't work.
- Throw myself into school work/other work. Pretty much do this all the time, anyways so it probably never even had a chance.
- Spent three hours bitching talking to my boyfriend on the phone, who is THANKFULLY, the best, smartest, most understanding person ever despite not believing my theory on witchcraft.
- Ran around in animal form. Worked for a while and then got chased by two god damn pitbulls. Ugly fuckers ruin everything.
Conclusion, this will probably on be cured by party time. Val, you're going right? I'm going to need someone to stop me from throwing my drink in some bitch's face if they even think about talking to he-
LKDSLDKSLDKS THIS IS COSMICALLY WRONG ON ALL LEVELS
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[28 Apr 2012|03:48pm] |
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So what, something new happening now? Keep it away from me.
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[28 Apr 2012|04:02pm] |
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This is fucking bullshit. It's not enough I have to live with I don't know the fucking goddess of love and beauty who makes blowing her nose fucking sexy but now I have to be tits over tail for A GUY WHO STUDIES BIRDS.
This is ridiculous. I either need to get really drunk or sequester myself until this Aphrodite love magic wears off. Cause that's what it is. Love magic. And not eyes that I can see the ocean in.
HE LIKES BIRDS. And he has a dick. Presumably. TWO POINTS NOT IN HIS FAVOR.
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Beau, I swear to Jesus and Shiva and Allah and whoever the fuck else chooses not to show up at this school and might be getting some godly work done, if you forget to switch your curling iron off ONE MORE TIME I am setting your bed on fire.
The only thing that's keeping me from teaching my roommate a lesson now is that lovely wonderful fuck i can't do this hike I went on earlier. Great birdwatching out here. Who knew? I think THIS IS PATHETIC AND DESPERATE HAL YOU ARE PATHETIC AND DESPERATE I've got a new hobby. Thanks, Prof. Archer.
[Private]
Haha, congratulations, you're going to die alone.
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[28 Apr 2012|04:31pm] |
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There seems to be a party, but yours truly won't be attending due to tummy aches. ;_____; I hate getting sick, and I'm not sure what to do about it. But it's like, I don't even want to get out of bed, and this is complete bullshit.
Ugh. Someone make me some tea. Or bring me a couple blankets. I feel kind of cold. -.- Brr.
[Filtered to Tim]
You could have at least paid me. I deserve some fucking compensation for putting up with your "wah, my boyfriend's an airhead and he broke up with me." bullshit.
Fucking...
If I felt better, I would march up there and just fucking pummel you.
((ooc: sexual content in the comments!))
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[28 Apr 2012|11:41pm] |
I enjoyed singing in my yard last weekend. I think Yukio liked it too. I saved some money by not going out and spending money on drinks. I go to that one bar for karaoke. Probably more than I should, but it's fun. I relax. Make the crowd happy. I have to agree with some of the comments that say there are a lot of wonderful singers out there. The woods held an eclectic bunch of singers.
That's pretty much all I have to say. I don't even know why anyone reads my silly posts. I should put more medical advice up like my colleagues do. At least I'd be informative! :)
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