IP due soon...

[little_fruit]

Conversations I've heard in the past few days:

"You idiot! You're supposed to drive AROUND trees, not over them!"

Guy1: Did you just tickle my armpit?!
Guy2: No!
*silence*
Guy2: Okay, maybe.

"Greg, I'm half an hour late because I was handing my I.P in to Richard."
"Your op?"
"My ip."
"Your op ip?"
"Ip."
"Ip?"
"Ip. I.P. Independent Project."
"Investigative

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[little_fruit]

Yo moron,
I was mean today. Especially mean, I mean. *looks at sentence and laughs* Oh, and people tell me I should be a writer *shakes head*. Poor friends. I couldn't find any of them at lunch either, and called all of them - but nobody answered. I needed to urgently get stuff to Philly, that was the problem. And the first person I saw was Ham, so I yelled at him. I was feeling a bit frustrated. I think I said something along the lines of 'why the hell are my friends such fuckheads?' Poor, poor Ham. He was undeserving of my wrath.
I don't know. I was just in such a mood today. I woke up with a headache, fell out of my bed and hit my shin on the corner of my bookcase and my head against the corner of my shelf. It bled a little. And made my headache ten times worse. By the time I arrived (late) to video production, I was prepared to kill the first person who said anything as irritating as "good morning".

Anyway, I am enthusiastic about the project (despite my rather lacklustre reaction) and look forward to discussing it further. Have to get my skills back into shape, mind *dusts off violin*.

Thanks for putting up with grumpy!Jess today (oh my God, did I just use fanfiction slang in RL? Ye Gods...) and I hope to see you tomorrow. If you're going to be late, don't worry. So's the rest of the world *rolls eyes* Thanks guys.

See you!