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I don't know what's going on, but I am somehow getting weird e-monkeys (I think that's what Martel called them; I think she was teasing me, though...) from people I don't even know. They're talking about making your breasts get bigger or making your sex life active again. My sex life is more active than your's will be, thank you.
This whole thing is annoying. This computer thing. I feel like everyone's laughing at me. /sniffle, sob/ If Lust doesn't help me out with this thing soon, I'm gonna chuck it right out of the D.N. (Martel said that it was a really cool abreviation!) really soon.
... I think Dorchet wants to slaughter me for staying on too long. Again.
This whole thing is annoying. This computer thing. I feel like everyone's laughing at me. /sniffle, sob/ If Lust doesn't help me out with this thing soon, I'm gonna chuck it right out of the D.N. (Martel said that it was a really cool abreviation!) really soon.
... I think Dorchet wants to slaughter me for staying on too long. Again.