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Jesus F*ck. I am the worst friend in the world and I will get back to you, people.
I HAVE NEGLECTED YOU, BECAUSE I
WATCHED AN ENTIRE SEASON OF ONE TREE HILL IN A WEEK AM A SAD SAD WORKAHOLIC, DAMMIT
(that part is also, true, you know).
and in extreme denial regarding that OTH thing, but BABIES!!! AND WEDDINGS! AND SMIRKING AND CUTE AND SHOOT ME, BEFORE I ADMIT TO ANY MORE. I AM ASHAMED!!!.
HOLY FUCK, TORI AMOS + FAST HORSE = DESTINY^1000000
Yeesh, this time in a week, I am in Sweden. And I'm gonna be there for the weekend before the work thing starts on Monday and I haven't had time to find myself a freaking Travel Guide. I'm lucky if someone can point me in the direction of my ridiculously overpriced hotel.
Only got four responses to my ad re: apartment.
1. HAD SPACE FOR MY PONY. (I am currently again of the mind where I'd be stupid NOT to buy a horse. Surely it won't last and the common sense police will arrest that mind.) But fook, out in the middle of FOOKING nowhere and I refuse to buy a car, ever ever ever. NOT EVEN FOR MY DREAM PONY, DAMMIT.
2. Did not want dogs. Buhbye. (I just said pets allowed, unfortunately.)
3. Sounded great, but too expensive. I was gonna look at it anyway, but it's just not perfect enough to warrant that price. So no.
4. Was possibly worse than any of the regular ads in the paper. Nuhuu.
Shucks. I'll try again when this whole Sweden and course in Lucerne and Spain madness is over. I'ma gonna miss my bed, dammit. And my horsies. I wanna RIIIIIDEEEE!!!
I HAVE NEGLECTED YOU, BECAUSE I
WATCHED AN ENTIRE SEASON OF ONE TREE HILL IN A WEEK AM A SAD SAD WORKAHOLIC, DAMMIT
(that part is also, true, you know).
and in extreme denial regarding that OTH thing, but BABIES!!! AND WEDDINGS! AND SMIRKING AND CUTE AND SHOOT ME, BEFORE I ADMIT TO ANY MORE. I AM ASHAMED!!!.
HOLY FUCK, TORI AMOS + FAST HORSE = DESTINY^1000000
Yeesh, this time in a week, I am in Sweden. And I'm gonna be there for the weekend before the work thing starts on Monday and I haven't had time to find myself a freaking Travel Guide. I'm lucky if someone can point me in the direction of my ridiculously overpriced hotel.
Only got four responses to my ad re: apartment.
1. HAD SPACE FOR MY PONY. (I am currently again of the mind where I'd be stupid NOT to buy a horse. Surely it won't last and the common sense police will arrest that mind.) But fook, out in the middle of FOOKING nowhere and I refuse to buy a car, ever ever ever. NOT EVEN FOR MY DREAM PONY, DAMMIT.
2. Did not want dogs. Buhbye. (I just said pets allowed, unfortunately.)
3. Sounded great, but too expensive. I was gonna look at it anyway, but it's just not perfect enough to warrant that price. So no.
4. Was possibly worse than any of the regular ads in the paper. Nuhuu.
Shucks. I'll try again when this whole Sweden and course in Lucerne and Spain madness is over. I'ma gonna miss my bed, dammit. And my horsies. I wanna RIIIIIDEEEE!!!