Why am I still awake? Why aren't I working on homework? Why did I just grab my fingernail polish removal when I was reaching for my astringent
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I'm just going to make confusion after I pass away: I'm going to give several people the same thing in a psuedo-will, then I'm going to say at the end of the psuedo-will that I have the real will buried with me in my pants, and that only a priest may dig around in my sacred nether-regions. (Then I want someone in the background to take pictures whilst a priest digs around in my corpse's pants. (I won't have a real will buried there, I'll have it on my computer or something.)
I then want that picture sent to the onion and posted on my grave.
I'm not religious either, but that's the only reason why I'd have a priest at my funeral :-D.
I haven't given it any thought either. I'm perfectly happy being ignorant to my own mortality. Hell, it's not something one should have to consider at this age anyhow. (That's just rationalization -- postponing having to think about it.)
I'm so tired >< I'm gonna' go to sleep. Wait... I'm still at work..... Dammit.
That will is my living will. I hope I die before you so it looks like you copied me! BUWAHAH! Only I want to use the Zelda game I liked. And I'm adding on something that crevette had posted in case of becoming a tomato (even though I'm not a huge Orlando fan):
do NOT call Jesse Jackson. If you call Jesse Jackson to stand over my bedside and pray, I will come back and HAUNT your ass. Correction. I will come back and haunt your ass and then BEAT it.
I love her. I love her good. Of course in her LJ she continued to rant about Orlando Bloom and the only reason for placing her on a machine would be b/c they had convinced him to visit her.
"I'll be waiting there like a Venus Flytrap..."Closer... c'mon.... I'm in a coma. I'm completely harmless... don't I look harmless? Come kiss me on the cheek... I'm harmless, I swear.... closer...".
SNAP!!! ::sound of muffled screams, a slamming hospital room door, duct tape unspooling and Reddi Whip being decanted:: ::add in the sound of a chinchilla just for fun::"
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I then want that picture sent to the onion and posted on my grave.
I'm not religious either, but that's the only reason why I'd have a priest at my funeral :-D.
I haven't given it any thought either. I'm perfectly happy being ignorant to my own mortality. Hell, it's not something one should have to consider at this age anyhow. (That's just rationalization -- postponing having to think about it.)
I'm so tired ><
I'm gonna' go to sleep.
Wait... I'm still at work..... Dammit.
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do NOT call Jesse Jackson. If you call Jesse Jackson to stand over my bedside and pray, I will come back and HAUNT your ass. Correction. I will come back and haunt your ass and then BEAT it.
I love her. I love her good. Of course in her LJ she continued to rant about Orlando Bloom and the only reason for placing her on a machine would be b/c they had convinced him to visit her.
"I'll be waiting there like a Venus Flytrap..."Closer... c'mon.... I'm in a coma. I'm completely harmless... don't I look harmless? Come kiss me on the cheek... I'm harmless, I swear.... closer...".
SNAP!!! ::sound of muffled screams, a slamming hospital room door, duct tape unspooling and Reddi Whip being decanted:: ::add in the sound of a chinchilla just for fun::"
God, she's fantastic.
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