I painted my nails last night, while a) drunk and b) typing half-lucidly at
tyrannicides. "i need to sleep with white nails," i thought, "otherwise how can we win????"
Needless to say they do not look so hot this morning. like, one of them has legit bite marks? meaning i gnawed off half of it in the night. good job. but other than that, i'm
PREPPED FOR THIS.
generic gang sign:
specific gang sign.
anyway, quick note to all of you on my flist who give a shit about CLASIPOCALYPSE: i'm pretty sure we're all stressed and probably at least halfway through our bottles of pre-match booze and/or comfort food, so let's all be nice to each other, at least in public. basic decency. i fully intend to put all my smug shit under a cut <---hahahahah nervous, halfhearted shit talking. anyway, in private feel free to talk about what a bunch of unrepentant dicks the other team & its supporters are. in the meantime,
INTER-TEAM CUDDLES/STRESS RELIEF MASSAGES FOR ALL.