MELODRAMA
Guys. I totally scaled the heights of mediocrity today in T121.
("Wah," said Harry, faintly.)
I'm flatlining.
No, regressing.
Aw, hell, I'm practically a C1 again. Soon I will refuse to make direct eye contact and gesture solely from the elbows down. After this, I will audition for anything and everything with Anne's "Look, Peter, the sky!" monologue and wear sequins 24 hours a day, including showers and funerals. I will then change my last name and make it alliterative. AND THEN I WILL DIEEEEEEEEEEEEBASLDJSHADKJHDWUUUUUURGH.
....
SIGH.
(MT = Mostly Terrible.)
MONICA: ::rereading entry:: Uh-huh, uh-huh. Yep. ANNNNGST.
FLIST: ::smiles indulgently::
FLIST: ::and then mercy-kills her. with mouth::
("Wah," said Harry, faintly.)
I'm flatlining.
No, regressing.
Aw, hell, I'm practically a C1 again. Soon I will refuse to make direct eye contact and gesture solely from the elbows down. After this, I will audition for anything and everything with Anne's "Look, Peter, the sky!" monologue and wear sequins 24 hours a day, including showers and funerals. I will then change my last name and make it alliterative. AND THEN I WILL DIEEEEEEEEEEEEBASLDJSHADKJHDWUUUUUURGH.
....
SIGH.
(MT = Mostly Terrible.)
MONICA: ::rereading entry:: Uh-huh, uh-huh. Yep. ANNNNGST.
FLIST: ::smiles indulgently::
FLIST: ::and then mercy-kills her. with mouth::