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labellementeuse*cries* no-one is talking to me.
i should bug Dave and Ryan forthwith, silly them for not blocking me if they don't want to talk, ah-ha
but perhaps not, since i fear rejection.
randomly, although i am irretrievably shitty and shirty when people fail to use caps in message board posts, i think my posts are teh sex without capitals. this is vaguely tragic, i believe.
and yes i have been drinking, but not too much. i think this is what happens when you drink two glasses of wine and then watch Angels in America, which is hallucination-inducing enough all by itself. it was sad this evening, but then it always is, i mean it is not the most uplifting subject material now is it? two guys dying of AIDS, one repressed Mormon, one total bastard, except not because you feel sorry for him, really you do, but i mean he is still a bastard, or anyway just not as strong as he should be but then who is? not me. indeed. and also there are the angels, or anyway one angel so far (Emma Thompson haha, where are your specs professor?) plus the ghosts, and halucinations themselves, and i still only know three people's names (Lew and Roy and, just this week, Prior? wtf.) so i will have to refer to them all by their job description, so to speak. thusly my favourite character, mostly by being female and stoned, is the-girl-who-isn't-pregnant- i forgot to mention her earlier, she is married to the repressed Mormon, she takes way too much Prozac and is a little silly, also somewhat, um, i don't know... very escapist. i identify with her except without the Prozac, i don't do drugs except chocolate and that's still legal without a prescription thank god.
Robert has made coffee. i will go talk to my brother and his friend, and drink coffee, since none of my net friends are talking to me. *pouts and sulks* look, you made me pout, that's damn unusual. i won't be able to keep up the sulking for long...
... they want me to watch Troy with them. fine, i'm abandoning you for BRAD PITT. he's more attractive anyway.
so haha. missed your chance for the pleasure of my company.
i will be sorry in the morning.
i should bug Dave and Ryan forthwith, silly them for not blocking me if they don't want to talk, ah-ha
but perhaps not, since i fear rejection.
randomly, although i am irretrievably shitty and shirty when people fail to use caps in message board posts, i think my posts are teh sex without capitals. this is vaguely tragic, i believe.
and yes i have been drinking, but not too much. i think this is what happens when you drink two glasses of wine and then watch Angels in America, which is hallucination-inducing enough all by itself. it was sad this evening, but then it always is, i mean it is not the most uplifting subject material now is it? two guys dying of AIDS, one repressed Mormon, one total bastard, except not because you feel sorry for him, really you do, but i mean he is still a bastard, or anyway just not as strong as he should be but then who is? not me. indeed. and also there are the angels, or anyway one angel so far (Emma Thompson haha, where are your specs professor?) plus the ghosts, and halucinations themselves, and i still only know three people's names (Lew and Roy and, just this week, Prior? wtf.) so i will have to refer to them all by their job description, so to speak. thusly my favourite character, mostly by being female and stoned, is the-girl-who-isn't-pregnant- i forgot to mention her earlier, she is married to the repressed Mormon, she takes way too much Prozac and is a little silly, also somewhat, um, i don't know... very escapist. i identify with her except without the Prozac, i don't do drugs except chocolate and that's still legal without a prescription thank god.
Robert has made coffee. i will go talk to my brother and his friend, and drink coffee, since none of my net friends are talking to me. *pouts and sulks* look, you made me pout, that's damn unusual. i won't be able to keep up the sulking for long...
... they want me to watch Troy with them. fine, i'm abandoning you for BRAD PITT. he's more attractive anyway.
so haha. missed your chance for the pleasure of my company.
i will be sorry in the morning.
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Re: they're coming to take me away hehe haha
Date: 2004-11-21 10:20 pm (UTC)um... I'm not sure what help I'd be though, I have to confess... if you've tried concealer what else is there? I think you will have to stick with turtlenecks (and try ice, maybe?)
It is sad about your dad. OTOH you get to have a party with all your chch friends so I expect you'll throughly enjoy that since they're so much more entertaining than us Wellington peoples are.
Umm, conics, yes, I don't dislike them as much as I dislike integration though... o.O and the rest of the subject, goddamnit...
don't drink. DEFINITELY don't do drugs, because Drugs Are Bad, girl. And smoking will cause you to cough, although looking like Audrey Hepburn could well be considered to be a considerable advantage.
yes, hooray for LJ; Meg does still have my phone, curse it, so you would probably have terrified her witless.
Re: they're coming to take me away hehe haha
Date: 2004-11-22 03:37 am (UTC)Re: they're coming to take me away hehe haha
Date: 2004-11-22 06:17 pm (UTC)Actually, older phone, but a different phone. And it RECEIVES TEXTS as well as sends them. Woo.
Have you the number? I'll put it in an f-locked post in a bit.
Re: they're coming to take me away hehe haha
Date: 2004-11-22 09:26 pm (UTC)Re: they're coming to take me away hehe haha
Date: 2004-11-22 07:29 am (UTC)-meg-
p.s good uck for Calculus!
Re: they're coming to take me away hehe haha
Date: 2004-11-22 06:19 pm (UTC)...
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CRUEL WOMAN!
Actually, I carried GP in my bag for the last three exams we had together, and you never asked me for it ONCE. And if you HAD, you would HAVE IT NOW.
Fair enough about the shirt, though. When do we see each other next??
Good uck? Unfortunately I think the typo may be a premonition.... >.