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the golden hum v.4 : art-house sex pistol
guess I'll go eat worms with Cy, then
09.29.04 | 02:39

commentaire à l'entrée ...

Aw, did you go Renning without me?

réponse au commentaire ...

I did. *guilty look* Forgive me!
Are you coming on the weekend of the 17th?

I got a leather corset there. And a shiny necklace coin thingy with a raven and a piraty logo on it!

et ma réponse d'une manière éblouissante intelligente ...

Not cool, dude. Not cool at all.

The weekend of the 17th? I'm sorry, did we have plans for the weekend of the 17th? I must have misunderstood, because I was almost sure that we had plans for THIS PAST WEEKEND. Wherein I was DITCHED by YOU, the Ditcher of Me. This is what is not cool, dude. Not cool at all.

And, on a side note, don't tell me what you got there. That just adds insult to injury. Jeez, woman. Come on.

et sur une autre note latérale ...

Allison and Babelfish remain my truest friends in the world. (Hooray for random French.) I guess I was more riled up about that "too young to be a fan" comment than I thought I was. It's just been smoldering away in my brain for the last week like cigarette ashes in the bedsheets, so it was probably only a matter of time before I spontaneously combusted. Unfortunately, I spontaneously combust all wrong and get myself pissed off at everybody. So, yeah, my friends suck, and everyone hates me, and I'm returning the favor. Because I'm mature.

Really.

-laura

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