BEDA: Day 9

[graveyardghosts]

OWAIT, I'M SUPPOSED TO BE UPDATING EVERY DAY?! Well, you see, I'm friends with this dude--his name's The Doctor. He happens to be in possession of this really awesome telephone box that's bigger on the inside and you can use it to travel in time. I know. It sounds crazy. But it really is bigger on the inside. Idk how he does it. It's alien technology or some shit. Anyway, long story short, it was supposed to be my turn to use it yesterday and I was gonna be all *fwoooooooptravelbackintimebeeepdoopbop* and write out an entry because I was busy yesterday and I forgot (but not really--I'm just lazy)... but DUDE. The Doctor was late getting back with the box thing and... seriously, I was pissed. I'm like, "Dude! I needed to use the box. You told me I could use the box! I made a commitment to my homies on LiveJournal. BEDA is official business!" And he waves his hands at me all dismissively and he's all, "Shannon, your BEDA problems do not interest me. I was busy saving the earth because I'm awesome. You know... that little planet you live on?! Yeah, you could be more appreciative!" And I was like, "Whatever, liar! I know you were off getting yourself a sandwich from Subway! What's the matter, Doctor? You can't use a car like the rest of us lowly beings? You gotta be all special with your fancypants box of time?" And he got all mad and locked himself in the box and cranked Billy Joel and wouldn't let me use it for the rest of the night. Seriously, man. He can be such a baby.

So, I'm sorry I didn't write an entry yesterday like I was supposed to. You can blame it on The Doctor and his Subway sandwich needs.

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