Man, I was having a real emo day (somebody slap me*), but then I came home and got online and was bombarded with awwww.
thelii's RPG post made me giggle, and NIDA Random One asked me for relationship advice, which was so. Damn. Awwww. And funny, since I don't have much personal experience with confessions of undying love et al. But mainly awwww. The fact that I cannot think of any descriptive language except for "awww" is probably a clue that I ought to be expanding my vocabulary a little.
I got a belated birthday present today, which is a cow. Yes, you heard me folks, it is in fact a cow. A inflating cow. And I do not, in fact, refer to the well-know Inflatable Cow. This cow, in actual fact, inflates OTHER things. Like the pen that came with it. That's right - Inflatable Pen. It is the funky. It was accompanied by a set of those pencils with the little cartridges that you put in the back of the pencil, and they push the next one forward. I now have at least eighteen of them. Why do people keep giving me dodgy now-you-see-it stationary?! I have like a lifetime supply of these pseudo-pencils!
( Several paragraphs of Wedding )
Towards the end of the night I fell asleep in a cosy armchair for half an hour, being woken by my parents saying it was after midnight and leaving might be an intelligent idea. We got home at like one am, and then my mum woke me at quarter to seven to take my temperature and tell me that yes I was well enough to go to school, before leaving, so of course I just fell asleep again until like nine. Then I commenced to plot an evil plan that went along the lines of "Well, I'm already late, so I may as well miss maths... and hell, arriving half way through sport so I can't logically catch up to them is a good idea too..."
( Monday )
I can see this is turning into one of my Trademark Lengthy Entries, so I'll leave you all with a tale Shelly's X-Treeeem fluffy bunny, which she has been carrying around all day because she has to give it to Aron from somebody. It's soooo fuzzy. And Shel is sooo fun to patronise. See, you call her cute, right? And then you go and do something cute and she patronises you back, and then you can go "Heh, that's ironic, isn't it?" Which infuriates her and creates more fuzzyness. Heh.
PS: My mum is screaming like a baby because her dad kept annoying her while she was trying to watch Home and Away. You see where I get my Drama Llama genes from?
*In fact, does anyone know a good exorcist that specialises in the Spirit Of Emo? That bitch is pissing me off.
I got a belated birthday present today, which is a cow. Yes, you heard me folks, it is in fact a cow. A inflating cow. And I do not, in fact, refer to the well-know Inflatable Cow. This cow, in actual fact, inflates OTHER things. Like the pen that came with it. That's right - Inflatable Pen. It is the funky. It was accompanied by a set of those pencils with the little cartridges that you put in the back of the pencil, and they push the next one forward. I now have at least eighteen of them. Why do people keep giving me dodgy now-you-see-it stationary?! I have like a lifetime supply of these pseudo-pencils!
( Several paragraphs of Wedding )
Towards the end of the night I fell asleep in a cosy armchair for half an hour, being woken by my parents saying it was after midnight and leaving might be an intelligent idea. We got home at like one am, and then my mum woke me at quarter to seven to take my temperature and tell me that yes I was well enough to go to school, before leaving, so of course I just fell asleep again until like nine. Then I commenced to plot an evil plan that went along the lines of "Well, I'm already late, so I may as well miss maths... and hell, arriving half way through sport so I can't logically catch up to them is a good idea too..."
( Monday )
I can see this is turning into one of my Trademark Lengthy Entries, so I'll leave you all with a tale Shelly's X-Treeeem fluffy bunny, which she has been carrying around all day because she has to give it to Aron from somebody. It's soooo fuzzy. And Shel is sooo fun to patronise. See, you call her cute, right? And then you go and do something cute and she patronises you back, and then you can go "Heh, that's ironic, isn't it?" Which infuriates her and creates more fuzzyness. Heh.
PS: My mum is screaming like a baby because her dad kept annoying her while she was trying to watch Home and Away. You see where I get my Drama Llama genes from?
*In fact, does anyone know a good exorcist that specialises in the Spirit Of Emo? That bitch is pissing me off.