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[elynrae]

I am So. Bored.

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[elynrae]

Hee!

[skatiemom]

Then, young lady, you should clean your room. You know it's a mess and a clean room is a ... uhhh ... healthy room?

[elynrae]

My room is honestly truly the tidiest it's been in eons. There is a stack of folders on the windowsill, and a box of fabric and thread and patterns in the corner, but otherwise surfaces are clear and things have even been dusted! I had a giant clearout earlier this week.

[skatiemom]

Omigod! You poor thing! You must be so bored!

*grin*

*very innocent blinking*

[elynrae]

Where on earth did you get that idea from?!

[zyrya]

Write some porn.

(Have decided this is going to be my solution to Everything. A panacea. Apply twice daily; contents may vary.)

[elynrae]

Ooh. It's a good plan. I could combine yours and Owlet's, and write bad porn in poetic form.

[walshicus]

Look who realises she should have come to the pub...

Seriously, you could have given me an excuse to go home at the Oak's leaving time rather than be forced to participate at Brannigans.

[elynrae]

No, I'm still glad I didn't go to the pub. I really wasn't in the mood. And it's a bit sad if you actually need to use me as an excuse - it is possible to just say, "no, Brannigans sucks and I don't want to go." :P

[walshicus]

It is, but at the same time it's so much effort to get out of it when Stu, Rob, Charlotte, Ben and about five other people are pressing you. Luckily I didn't pay for any of it, so it's not like I lost out majorly.