*falls down dead*
Nov. 16th, 2005 06:03 pmDear Wednesday Nov. 16th 2005,
You are forthwith stricken from my memory.
Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred.
Had e-fucking-nough,
~Megan
You are forthwith stricken from my memory.
Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred.
Had e-fucking-nough,
~Megan
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Date: 2005-11-16 11:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-17 12:11 am (UTC)hugs
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Date: 2005-11-17 12:39 am (UTC)*Hits Nov. 16th*
At least tomorrow is Nov. 17th, and one day closer to Harry Potter.
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Date: 2005-11-17 12:48 am (UTC)GOBLET OF FIRE *SQUEE*
And I haven't forgotten your drabble. I"m having trouble contriving a suitable bet. They will not speak to me.
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Date: 2005-11-17 02:46 am (UTC)Please, don't let it stress you out too much, I do know how to wait. I'm sure the bet will come to you on a random blue Wensday... or something.
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Date: 2005-11-17 12:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-17 01:16 am (UTC)Dude, I would go fucking needtobearrested with those cats. I'm surprised you don't go volunteer at the bookstore just to avoid going apeshit. Go hit up the mall and find a winter job, for serious.
Just pull your hair out busy. And then my boss got on me for not putting files away because I gave up two hours of my time to help in the copyroom like she asked.
Ugh. Must stop distracting self and write.
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Date: 2005-11-17 01:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-17 03:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-17 04:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-17 01:13 pm (UTC)