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I'M REALLY BORED RIGHT NOW SO WHEN IN DOUBT UPDATE YOUR LJ THAT'S WHAT I SAYS.
FINALLY restructured my deck tonight. It needs a test run but I'll have to wait till my next DND session for that.
Also dyed my hair back to black tonight. It looks really dark and I'm kinda worried it's going to be that ugly fake black... I used soft black so that's the best I can really do. It is still wet though so it looks darker than it really is. Regardless the smell of the conditioner is making me nauseous. Ugh, I am so sensitive to sickeningly sweet smells it is ridiculous- it's really the only type of smell I'm sensitive too. Ripe mangos cause physical pain in me. X_X
My dad's executive chef is a coke head. Again. Like really bad now. Dad comes home every night and is just like "o_________o ChefDavidisdrivingmeinsaneohgod" The guy is just all over the place every night. We have taken to the phrase "I'M CHEF DAVID, THE EXECUTIVE HEAD CHEF. I DO COCAINE!!" ala Dr. Rockso (The Rock n Roll Clown). Dad assures us he will be fired as soon as the super awesome Chef Robbie gets back from vaycay. Sorry, Chef David! No more doing lines while on line duty!
INTERNET, ENTERTAIN ME DAMNIT. UGH. JUST. DO IT. ENTERTAIN ME. WHY AREN'T YOU LISTENING DO I NEED MORE BADGES OR SOMETHING FGSFDSGURGLE
Nightwish concert with the DND group and Fargo tomorrow night at the Masq. I'll be bouncing back and forth between the two groups to make sure the guys don't die or anything. WOO BUDDY. (I'm being hyperbolic really. They'll be fine. I just like to see them squirm.)
I DESIRE THE FOLLOWING: TO BE RIDING WITH DAD IN THE CAR WHILE EATING MCDONALD'S SOFT SERVE AND SMOKIN' A BOWL, FEELIN' THE COOL SUMMER BREEZE AND THE JAMS OF THE MUSIC. UGH NO HAND PAIN, DELICIOUS EATS, WONDERFUL WEATHER, AND GOOD COMPANY. HEAVEN Y/Y?
Okay I'm probably done now.
EDIT (12:41 AM):
OH YEA HAVE I MENTIONED HOW MUCH I FUCKING HATE WRITER'S BLOCK???
BECAUSE IF I HAVEN'T, THERE YOU GO. GODDAMNIT.
FINALLY restructured my deck tonight. It needs a test run but I'll have to wait till my next DND session for that.
Also dyed my hair back to black tonight. It looks really dark and I'm kinda worried it's going to be that ugly fake black... I used soft black so that's the best I can really do. It is still wet though so it looks darker than it really is. Regardless the smell of the conditioner is making me nauseous. Ugh, I am so sensitive to sickeningly sweet smells it is ridiculous- it's really the only type of smell I'm sensitive too. Ripe mangos cause physical pain in me. X_X
My dad's executive chef is a coke head. Again. Like really bad now. Dad comes home every night and is just like "o_________o ChefDavidisdrivingmeinsaneohgod" The guy is just all over the place every night. We have taken to the phrase "I'M CHEF DAVID, THE EXECUTIVE HEAD CHEF. I DO COCAINE!!" ala Dr. Rockso (The Rock n Roll Clown). Dad assures us he will be fired as soon as the super awesome Chef Robbie gets back from vaycay. Sorry, Chef David! No more doing lines while on line duty!
INTERNET, ENTERTAIN ME DAMNIT. UGH. JUST. DO IT. ENTERTAIN ME. WHY AREN'T YOU LISTENING DO I NEED MORE BADGES OR SOMETHING FGSFDSGURGLE
Nightwish concert with the DND group and Fargo tomorrow night at the Masq. I'll be bouncing back and forth between the two groups to make sure the guys don't die or anything. WOO BUDDY. (I'm being hyperbolic really. They'll be fine. I just like to see them squirm.)
I DESIRE THE FOLLOWING: TO BE RIDING WITH DAD IN THE CAR WHILE EATING MCDONALD'S SOFT SERVE AND SMOKIN' A BOWL, FEELIN' THE COOL SUMMER BREEZE AND THE JAMS OF THE MUSIC. UGH NO HAND PAIN, DELICIOUS EATS, WONDERFUL WEATHER, AND GOOD COMPANY. HEAVEN Y/Y?
Okay I'm probably done now.
EDIT (12:41 AM):
OH YEA HAVE I MENTIONED HOW MUCH I FUCKING HATE WRITER'S BLOCK???
BECAUSE IF I HAVEN'T, THERE YOU GO. GODDAMNIT.