NO, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND /I REALLY HATE CRICKET/

[lazulisong]

MEG: okay
MEG: I read Mike
INGRID: :3
MEG: I would just like I say that my feeling there in summary is ARRGH CRICKET MAKES MY HEAD HURT
MEG: also Psmith is like, Fandom Draco.
INGRID: Do not say such things about Psmith!
MEG: FANDOM DRACO
INGRID: Psmith is /darling/. Psmith is /wonderful/.
INGRID: Psmith is a /confused baby communist/.
MEG: F A N D O M D R A C O
INGRID: Why do you want to hurt me? ;_;
INGRID: Just because you read things involving cricket is no reason to lash out ;_;
MEG: I don't know
MEG: I hate cricket a whole hell of a lot.
INGRID: If there's no cricket, how do you know it's an English school story?!
MEG: I'M SURE I'D FIGURE IT OUT BY THE BOYS SAYING 'RIGHT-HO' AND HAVING PRIVATE STUDIES.

Augh, never try to read a boy's novel filled mostly with mind numbing technical details on a lack of sleep and a low grade cold. >_< After about the third time they started talking about the delicate distinctions of the way someone holds his stupid leg as he bowls the stupid, stupid ball, I started skimming rapidly.

Psmith is awesome, though. Just kind of Fandom Draco. Or Fandom Draco is him? IDEK.

DO WANT ;_______;

PS - WHY IS THERE A BIDDING WAR OVER ME ON FACEBOOK YOU GUYS