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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 4:12 pm
True.
I probably have enough meat to get anything I might need smithed in the Mall. Hopefully.
Ah, okay, I probably should've figured.
They can be really fun to make backstories for, too. One of my favorite books came from a D&D character's background. xD -nerd-
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 4:15 pm
I'm thinking that I need to stop reading Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series. It puts me in a seriously bad mood. xd
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 4:20 pm
Egads. This is the reason I don't accept random friends requests on MySpace. D: He's on the right, I guess? >< Eeeeck.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 4:27 pm
A Fatal Fairytale Egads. This is the reason I don't accept random friends requests on MySpace. D: He's on the right, I guess? >< Eeeeck.His profile makes my soul hurt
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 4:34 pm
Wolffy000 A Fatal Fairytale Egads. This is the reason I don't accept random friends requests on MySpace. D: He's on the right, I guess? >< Eeeeck.His profile makes my soul hurt I'm so sorry. crying -offersbandaid-
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 4:47 pm
Blegh. [rant deleted, I felt better after typing it.]
I like having an SA goon for a boyfriend. I wish I could get him onto Gaia, but he refuses, partially because he "doesn't want a newbie join date" xD
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 5:25 pm
Sorry, I've never been a nice person. You know that though, don't you?
I'm just me, but even so, I'm sorry I made you cry.
I seem to do that a lot. I never mean to, but I guess I can't help it.
Do you just not like me being me? Do you really worry that much?
Sometimes, I just don't get you.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 5:34 pm
Hrmm, this doesn't sound like Reel Big Fish, other than the trumpets. Bother.
Please let him be kidding about forcing me to drive to Indiana tomorrow... oh, please... ><
I have a sudden urge to go dancing in a grassy meadow full of daisies and buttercups. <__<
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 6:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 6:29 pm
I'm fine with rap, I've heard enough good rap songs not to dismiss it (I'm too much of a geek not to appriciate nerdcore). I just hate rappers. Man, I forgot how funny Craigslist is sometimes. Quote: Now, some girls like the feel of an unshaved face. s**t, some girls like to be choked while you ******** them in the a** and pretend that she's an underage ballerina and you're Superman. But that doesn't mean you should show up to your first couple of dates with a gag ball, an industrial-size tube of K-Y, and a goddamn cape. Play the percentages: shave until she tells you otherwise.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 6:33 pm
Uwah, I forgot how sad and wonderful this song was. ; 3;
Shouldn't be so sleepy... today was the first time this year I woke up at 11. Huh.
Need a job. Soon. >.<
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 7:29 pm
Mmm, I like having these conversations with people now and again.
It reminds me of why I got so tired of dating in the first place.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 7:34 pm
Uggh. Kinda overate. x/ Whyyyy cant I eat like normal people?
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 7:58 pm
UGH.
I'm NOTHING but nice to you, and you treat me like s**t. How about YOU try working behind that damn counter for hours on end, and deal with a bunch of customers just like yourselves? You and your wife are total wastes of carbon, and I seriously wish Karma comes and bites your ungrateful asses.
I'm an atheist, but I'm PRAYING that your kids don't turn out like you. stare
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 8:02 pm
What the hell is up with guys who name their cocks?
I mean, I've met women who give their guy's equipment pet names. And visa versa. And hell, I really don't care if a woman names her breasts (Because, for some reason, that amuses me. It's like trying to name twins, the names almost always match).
But naming your own c**k? It's like asking me to name my right hand. Yeah, we're pretty close. I mean, we're like THIS, I know he's got my back. But all the same, he doesn't need a name. We're a ******** team, I don't need to address him to get the job done. Hopefully my c**k would abide by these rules too.
My left hand can go to hell though, the traitorous b*****d.
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