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[eschatologies]

And it occurred to me then, as I answered my phone, that I should get different friends who don't call me at 3:05 AM just to say "hello".

It's not like I was sleeping or anything.

*tantrums*

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[safe_sax_player]

Wow. I think if somebody called me in the middle of the night without an emergency, I would provide them with one. Like, a Molotov cocktail through their window. Unless they were a very attractive person. Then there can be forgiveness.

[eschatologies]

Hahahahaha for serious, or a velociraptor set loose in their house.

And I'm not really one to like, call people up on a whim just to talk to them, that's what I use AIM for. So the act of doing so in the middle of when I am sleeping is fucking obnoxious.

[safe_sax_player]

Yeah. But not just a velociraptor. Dr. McNinja riding a velociraptor is what I will unleash upon them.

So...Mrs. Whoeverthefucksheisnow wants us to talk like robots during our presentation. First I will talk about how to make cookies. Then I will obliterate the Earth. Finally, I will discuss cleaning up afterwards.

[eschatologies]

I feel like her name is Blaugh or something. Something retarded, that's for sure. I don't actually believe she got married, still, I think her husband is imaginary. And we so totally called that she'd blabber on about how great NYC was, haha!

Practice your hand movements in front of a mirror, Sam. It's IMPORTANT. (Since when is cookie baking an acceptable senior project? I would have baked her and Tater Tot some arsenic cookies if that had been avaliable.)

Also, she better give me my notebook back before the day before my presentation. That just sucks for gib and mick.

[safe_sax_player]

So a bit late, but I just noticed your original icon for this post. Points.

[eschatologies]

Yay points! Even at 3 AM I thought about my icon choice...

[safe_sax_player]

One can never go wrong with Edward Norton. You probably wouldn't have minded so much if it had been him calling you at 3am.