in which my friends are batshit.

Jul 12, 2009 20:51


So, upon returning from the cottage* today, I turned on my phone and found no less than five texts in which my friends complained to me. I feel so. . . proud?

Anyway, the subjects were, in order:
  • bemoaning their sobriety
  • bemoaning their lack of sobriety
  • complaining about the heat
  • worried about the power
  • and then, of course, there was the one talking ( Read more... )

you ought to see the family, sometimes i worry that i have taste, rambling, random shit

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The Best backwardsyagami September 22 2009, 00:42:43 UTC
Keep in mind which one of your friends is the MOST batshit and crazy and all around awesome (oh, and sexy, don't forget that.) That's right, not Mr. Spock. It's totally me! If you have to question that for two seconds, just remember: who's the guy who hit on his cousin? (or...have I not told you that story yet:P)

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perenniallurker September 23 2009, 04:02:23 UTC
Wait, Mr. Spock is crazy? Since when?

And also, NO, you have not told me this stoy. You keep saying you will, and then not doing so. :(((

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