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I am done my math.
I am done (!!) my math.
My math is done. By me. Done. Finished. Completed.
AND BURIED HUZZAH HUZZAH IT'S OVER I WILL NEVER LOOK AT AN ASYMPTOTE AGAIN!!!!!1!
(But really: hee. Asymptote. As in, "This graph looks like asymptote." Hee hee hee.)
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My computer is slow. Why is my computer slow? I'm glad you asked. My computer is slow because I am copying the other Moulin Rouge CD to it. This is so that it can go home with Ang tomorrow after Shrek 2 which I can SEE OMGOMG!!!1! because I'm DONE MY MATH.
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The CD has copied. My computer is still slow. Why is my computer still slow? I'm glad you asked. My computer is still slow because I am downloading so. much. stuff. for Ang's CDs which I still have yet to burn for her. They won't be done for tomorrow, but they might be done in time for the moviefest, which I will be attending having DONE MY MATH.
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All downloads have been called to a halt. Why is this? I'm glad you asked! (*grin à la talkshowhost or usedcarsalesman or infomercialperson*) All downloads have been called to a halt because OMG in the British adverts for MasterCard the tagline is delivered by OMGJACKDAVENPORTOMGLOVE!!!1!and I am frantically searching for pirated copies of said adverts. Frantically. Frantically like a frantic fangirl. That's right.
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One has never heard French until one has heard French as sung by Rufus Wainwright. That is all.
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"Plea for KazaaLite" (a triad)
Verse I
What cruel fate doth now control
My KazaaLite and so my soul?
O cruèl wretched and unkind
That my beloved cannot find
Those soft sweet tones of Davenport
(Don't make me click that dumb 'abort'.)
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Taped and watched MTV awards last night. LOTR hobbitslash = squee! Sean's message to Elijah = squee! JOHNNY DEPP = TEH SQUEEE!
Asylum theme = v. v. disturbing omg.
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"Plea for KazaaLite" (a triad)
Verse II
Tempting treats you dangle low
Where beady little rat snakes go.
These are not the ads I seek.
Thou art scoundral, scamp, and sneak.
Still I quest through thy foul rule.
(...Star Wars advert? Really? Cool!)
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I've been friended by an apparently random POTC and HP fan. Rum and huzzah! *waves hello to ciuna on the off chance she has not already regretted her decision and hastily unfriended*
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"Plea for KazaaLite" (a triad)
Verse III
What upon my ears now falls
But my mother's angry calls.
Voice impatient, language grating,
Message loud and unabating...
Not tonight, oh woe and sorrow!
(I'll be back this time tomorrow.)
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Goes without saying, anyone who can provide me with one of these commercials will be given love and candy and rum. (Order not necessarily proportionate to amount.)
--Kalio
P.S. math = done.
I am done (!!) my math.
My math is done. By me. Done. Finished. Completed.
AND BURIED HUZZAH HUZZAH IT'S OVER I WILL NEVER LOOK AT AN ASYMPTOTE AGAIN!!!!!1!
(But really: hee. Asymptote. As in, "This graph looks like asymptote." Hee hee hee.)
*
My computer is slow. Why is my computer slow? I'm glad you asked. My computer is slow because I am copying the other Moulin Rouge CD to it. This is so that it can go home with Ang tomorrow after Shrek 2 which I can SEE OMGOMG!!!1! because I'm DONE MY MATH.
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The CD has copied. My computer is still slow. Why is my computer still slow? I'm glad you asked. My computer is still slow because I am downloading so. much. stuff. for Ang's CDs which I still have yet to burn for her. They won't be done for tomorrow, but they might be done in time for the moviefest, which I will be attending having DONE MY MATH.
*
All downloads have been called to a halt. Why is this? I'm glad you asked! (*grin à la talkshowhost or usedcarsalesman or infomercialperson*) All downloads have been called to a halt because OMG in the British adverts for MasterCard the tagline is delivered by OMGJACKDAVENPORTOMGLOVE!!!1!and I am frantically searching for pirated copies of said adverts. Frantically. Frantically like a frantic fangirl. That's right.
*
One has never heard French until one has heard French as sung by Rufus Wainwright. That is all.
*
"Plea for KazaaLite" (a triad)
Verse I
What cruel fate doth now control
My KazaaLite and so my soul?
O cruèl wretched and unkind
That my beloved cannot find
Those soft sweet tones of Davenport
(Don't make me click that dumb 'abort'.)
*
Taped and watched MTV awards last night. LOTR hobbitslash = squee! Sean's message to Elijah = squee! JOHNNY DEPP = TEH SQUEEE!
Asylum theme = v. v. disturbing omg.
*
"Plea for KazaaLite" (a triad)
Verse II
Tempting treats you dangle low
Where beady little rat snakes go.
These are not the ads I seek.
Thou art scoundral, scamp, and sneak.
Still I quest through thy foul rule.
(...Star Wars advert? Really? Cool!)
*
I've been friended by an apparently random POTC and HP fan. Rum and huzzah! *waves hello to ciuna on the off chance she has not already regretted her decision and hastily unfriended*
*
"Plea for KazaaLite" (a triad)
Verse III
What upon my ears now falls
But my mother's angry calls.
Voice impatient, language grating,
Message loud and unabating...
Not tonight, oh woe and sorrow!
(I'll be back this time tomorrow.)
*
Goes without saying, anyone who can provide me with one of these commercials will be given love and candy and rum. (Order not necessarily proportionate to amount.)
--Kalio
P.S. math = done.