"I'm going to go get lunch. And then jump off a building."
HELLO INTERNET.
I AM SORRY I AM USING THE ALL-CAPS OF RAGE AT YOU.
IT IS JUST THAT MY BRAIN CAN'T TURN THEM OFF RIGHT NOW.
Oh god there we go.
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So, there's a friending meme going on and I am like, too old for it. I can't even. There are gifs involved. We know how I feel about gifs.
So, instead of making a thing over there, I am just going to say that if you're lurking out there, reading my journal and wondering if you should friend me, you should totally just do it. I am pretty okay. I like cupcakes and dinosaurs and gin and James McAvoy's face. Once, when I was dressed like the Eleventh Doctor, Mark Sheppard fixed my bowtie. I occasionally have fits where my GChat conversations degrade into "OH MY GOD CHARLES AND ERIK THEIR LOVE IS SO TRAGIC THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH I JUST WANT A MILLION HAPPY STORIES ABOUT THEM IN LOVE THEIR FAAAACCCCCEEEESSSSS." (And by "occasionally" I mean "once a day, at least.")
That is pretty much all the relevant information you need, I feel. I AM AWESOME. IT IS ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.
Anyway. Feel free to do that. Or feel free to defriend me if you've been around for a while and you don't care about Mutants or James McAvoy's face or the antics of Cardigan Central. It's always defriending amnesty day here at pocky_slash, etc.
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And for those of you who ARE new, please feel free to introduce yourselves.
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WOOOOOORRRRRKKKK CONFREEEEENNNNCCCEEEE OH MY GOOOODDDDD IT'S THE WOOOORRRSSSSTTTTT I'M GOING TO SET MYSELF ON FIIIIRRREEEEE.
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In conclusion, everything is the worst and I have to go do actual work now that it's 1:15 and my self-designated me-time is over.
I AM SORRY I AM USING THE ALL-CAPS OF RAGE AT YOU.
IT IS JUST THAT MY BRAIN CAN'T TURN THEM OFF RIGHT NOW.
Oh god there we go.
***
So, there's a friending meme going on and I am like, too old for it. I can't even. There are gifs involved. We know how I feel about gifs.
So, instead of making a thing over there, I am just going to say that if you're lurking out there, reading my journal and wondering if you should friend me, you should totally just do it. I am pretty okay. I like cupcakes and dinosaurs and gin and James McAvoy's face. Once, when I was dressed like the Eleventh Doctor, Mark Sheppard fixed my bowtie. I occasionally have fits where my GChat conversations degrade into "OH MY GOD CHARLES AND ERIK THEIR LOVE IS SO TRAGIC THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH I JUST WANT A MILLION HAPPY STORIES ABOUT THEM IN LOVE THEIR FAAAACCCCCEEEESSSSS." (And by "occasionally" I mean "once a day, at least.")
That is pretty much all the relevant information you need, I feel. I AM AWESOME. IT IS ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.
Anyway. Feel free to do that. Or feel free to defriend me if you've been around for a while and you don't care about Mutants or James McAvoy's face or the antics of Cardigan Central. It's always defriending amnesty day here at pocky_slash, etc.
***
And for those of you who ARE new, please feel free to introduce yourselves.
***
WOOOOOORRRRRKKKK CONFREEEEENNNNCCCEEEE OH MY GOOOODDDDD IT'S THE WOOOORRRSSSSTTTTT I'M GOING TO SET MYSELF ON FIIIIRRREEEEE.
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In conclusion, everything is the worst and I have to go do actual work now that it's 1:15 and my self-designated me-time is over.