HAPPY MEME DAYS TWO AND THREE
okay, so, who's surprised that i failed on the SECOND DAY? yeah, me neither.
but, SEVERAL THINGS THAT MADE ME HAPPY:
-FINALLY getting home after being in LONG ISLAND. no joke, LONG ISLAND. UGH.
-yesterday, being able to talk to a friend after THREE DAYS of non-contact
-the fact that the fic i wrote on my ipod, when word-counted, turned out to be exactly 666 words. I AM SECRETELY THE DEVIL.
-fullfathom05 's birthday (no, seriously, i made her a GLITTERY BIRTHDAY POSTER. I AM NOT EVEN JOKING.)
-terrorizing all of the barnes and noble cafe (LIKE ALWAYS) by discussing jesus bras, the quality of different metals in chastity belts, who would receive nim's old bras (there is a lot of bra-discussing going on with us, always), how our birthday cards to each other would get progressively bigger and more insane, and many many other innapropriate subjects (this is NOT MY FAULT. THEY BOUGHT ME REDBULL, OKAY?)
a sample of average dialog:
(discussing how we want to give a mutual friend a personalized chastity belt)
nadya: are there aluminum chastity belts, that would be cheaper?
me: yeah, probably
nim: but you don't want guys to think she's a cheapskate!
the very mean one:and if it's platinum, than guys will date-rape her just to get it
nadya: no, she'll be going to private school. they don't need that.
nim: plus, a platinum chastity belt would be pretty hard to explain
me: WHY WOULD YOU GIVE ME REDBULL?
the very mean one: i was bored
nim: that's like saying, "i murdered people because i was bored"
the very mean one: *shrugs*
the very mean one: i like watching trainwrecks
me: am i drunkenly flirting with you because of redbull?
nim, sitting on my lap: yeah, pretty much
-how i want to ANOTHER PERSON'S birthday party, and came back with two letters of my own about how awesome other (CRAZY) people think i am. I DO NOT DESERVE THEM.
-i feel the need to say it twice: BEING. HOME.
also, happy eater, dearies! i love love love you all.
but, SEVERAL THINGS THAT MADE ME HAPPY:
-FINALLY getting home after being in LONG ISLAND. no joke, LONG ISLAND. UGH.
-yesterday, being able to talk to a friend after THREE DAYS of non-contact
-the fact that the fic i wrote on my ipod, when word-counted, turned out to be exactly 666 words. I AM SECRETELY THE DEVIL.
-fullfathom05 's birthday (no, seriously, i made her a GLITTERY BIRTHDAY POSTER. I AM NOT EVEN JOKING.)
-terrorizing all of the barnes and noble cafe (LIKE ALWAYS) by discussing jesus bras, the quality of different metals in chastity belts, who would receive nim's old bras (there is a lot of bra-discussing going on with us, always), how our birthday cards to each other would get progressively bigger and more insane, and many many other innapropriate subjects (this is NOT MY FAULT. THEY BOUGHT ME REDBULL, OKAY?)
a sample of average dialog:
(discussing how we want to give a mutual friend a personalized chastity belt)
nadya: are there aluminum chastity belts, that would be cheaper?
me: yeah, probably
nim: but you don't want guys to think she's a cheapskate!
the very mean one:and if it's platinum, than guys will date-rape her just to get it
nadya: no, she'll be going to private school. they don't need that.
nim: plus, a platinum chastity belt would be pretty hard to explain
me: WHY WOULD YOU GIVE ME REDBULL?
the very mean one: i was bored
nim: that's like saying, "i murdered people because i was bored"
the very mean one: *shrugs*
the very mean one: i like watching trainwrecks
me: am i drunkenly flirting with you because of redbull?
nim, sitting on my lap: yeah, pretty much
-how i want to ANOTHER PERSON'S birthday party, and came back with two letters of my own about how awesome other (CRAZY) people think i am. I DO NOT DESERVE THEM.
-i feel the need to say it twice: BEING. HOME.
also, happy eater, dearies! i love love love you all.