The Torn and the Faded

I don't mean to be blunt, but why don't you fuck off?

17 September 2005

I guess this pack of wolves will pass for friends...

Not that I'm not grateful for my friends. Because I am. I just liked the phrase. From a song. So meh. OOO Shaun of the Dead rocks. And YAYSOME! I am sooo happyful. Because I finished reading Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy today. Tis my own personal mission to reread the first three and then read the last two, thus finishing the series. I am appreciating it way more this time. Tis sooo funnyful. Everyone should read it. Tis very cheering-uppy.
Not that I need cheering up. I was actually very happyful for most of today. Mebbe the vitamins did fix me. Lol. They taste realllly bad. Very chalky. Apparently they are strawberry flavour. Methinks not.
My feet are freezing. I forgot to repaint my toenails. Oh well. Gives me something to do at midnight when I can't sleep.
My sister passed out at work today. That's nice to know.
The Late Night Crazies are deaded. My conversations are all deaded. My muses are busy getting drunk and yelling at each other and beating me over the head with their spare limbs. I fear my muses. They are scary supernatural beings.
Today I was trying to work out how long you would fall for. It's a weird kinda thing to try and work out. But it seemed interesting.
Methinks I shall end this now.

1 Comments:

At 7:18 pm , Blogger MyAlterEgo said...

Tis nice to know.

 

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