To quote the fab Tourette's Guy

Nov 06, 2006 10:24

"Well, I'm sorry. I got FUCKED."

As in utterly owned, but how I enjoyed it. :D

NaNo comes to own my life. Bitches. And I have thought of a way to torture myself next month, a practice which I intend to impose upon myself so that I can be...somewhat more prolific? Man, usually I write about 600 words and then I'm thrilled about it. But this NaNo thing is very different. :) And I've Discovered dialogue, eee. I never really used it before. But it's fun and really good for increasing word count. It's very fun. Especially to be pretentious and nineteenth-century. I do believe I shall convince myself to show you some words later. *g* Though I mustn't OCD.

OKAY MUST GET TO SCHOOL. Sweet Jaysus I suck. Buh bye.



tomiko_the_muse:

Al: *sings* Tra la la la, what a beautiful day in England! *skips*
Merope: A tuppence, sir?
Al: Ewww, decrepit little girls. I skip along!
Merope: Please! Please help me! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE FUCKED BY YOUR BROTHER, RELENTLESSLY.
Al: I do. And I enjoy it!

*g* Yeah, feeling pretty well now.

ETA: Well, I must apologise a second time because I got fucked again.

The car won't start. The engine turns over, but it won't go. The poor thing's been stalling a lot and I tell Papa to get it checked out but he won't take it to the shop, never mind that he knows the people who run it. Usually in cases such I take it myself, but I've been way busy and. Oh, my poor baby. (Maimed darling, skittery pigeon!) So it looks like I'm staying home today. Psh. I hate this and am freaking out a little. At least I will be somewhat productive. AP Euro, writing a poem for English, NaNo, Chopin Beethoven, Daddy's laundry is starting to smell a bit, I have some fanfic100 plotbunnies like whoadamn and things to be typing, maybe but I doubt more college applications. Longwood is my lover and my destiny, no, really, I should tell you all about it. Now for Jerry! "My lesbian mom stole my girlfriend," sounds good! And then at noon, a "Who My Baby Daddy?" Maury. Schweet.

blame mary, i see the crack fairy hath been with you, tourette's guy

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