It's late and I shouldn't be wasting time.
I've got around 700 words left to write. Lamezorz! I would have been finished by now, but I went on msn. Which was nice. Doors or Steven or My Boyfriend (I never know what the fuck to call him on here) made a lovely thread telling people about us, or rather, just confirming officially what everyone on the planet already knew. Huzzah for being vomit inducingly loved up! (The bitter, twisted singleton I left behind somewhere in Feb is vomiting copiusly, believe me. But I don't care, she's a bich.)
Curse you, essay. I can't wait til i can hand the bloody thing in and stop staring at it.
Better get back on with it then!
PS: Thanks for my publicity, Ben.
PPS: 'Sblood! <- Cool shakesperean oath. Like S'wounds. Or - Death! Try just saying "Death!" next time you would usually say "God!" or any other such exclamation. Funny looks abound!
Curse you, essay. I can't wait til i can hand the bloody thing in and stop staring at it.
Better get back on with it then!
PS: Thanks for my publicity, Ben.
PPS: 'Sblood! <- Cool shakesperean oath. Like S'wounds. Or - Death! Try just saying "Death!" next time you would usually say "God!" or any other such exclamation. Funny looks abound!