sense? what sense? i know not this sense of which you speak

May 11, 2013 21:52

(9:37:14 PM) Ivy: i... may not make it tonight. ~blinks~ i am pretty drained of energy ~rubs temples~
(9:37:59 PM) Ivy: though it will probably end up being a brief nap if "passing out" actually does occur
(9:39:50 PM) Sir Fluffy McFluffster: *nods* No worries *smiles* You need some rest.
(9:40:05 PM) Ivy: i need an oral fix
(9:41:41 PM) Sir Fluffy McFluffster: In what regards?
(9:46:21 PM) Ivy: in the regards that is too much trouble for me to bother with even if it were next door because green pigs are dancing with meerkats to the colorful notes of jazz being played by hannibal lecter and conway twitty under a red sky of a million neon stars and an ultra violet moon
(9:46:51 PM) Sir Fluffy McFluffster: o_O
(9:47:04 PM) Ivy: pie
(9:47:13 PM) Sir Fluffy McFluffster: sammich
(9:47:17 PM) Ivy: yum
(9:48:13 PM) Sir Fluffy McFluffster: hehe
(9:49:01 PM) Ivy: who needs drugs? i can hallucinate naturally
(9:49:28 PM) Sir Fluffy McFluffster: lol

Of course... right after this I was once more wide awake. Bah.

im, random

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