and all the promise we adored...

[walksbyherself]

So, today was my last day of class in my last winter quarter as an undergraduate. I feel like I should muse on the meaning of that, but I'd rather talk about something shinier and more argumentative.

You know how 6Apart used to make policy changes and stealthily slide them past us and hope we wouldn't notice? Well, it appears that SUP BITCHES?

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[ashen_key]

THERE ARE NO MORE BASIC ACCOUNTS.

O RLY? *fumes*

I am...procrastinating. Wilfully. :D?

[walksbyherself]

Welcome to LJ, Land of Fail!

Yay procrastination!

Also, I totally just remembered the Marlowe & MA in London threads the other day and how I owe you a tag. I am assuming that plot is still on for some point in the future?

[ashen_key]

Yes.

And yes.

AND YES. My main reason for crippling him was just to give us more time to finish things. So, GO FORTH AND TAG! When you have a brain. I mean, given mine cuts out randomy, I can't really order anyone else to use theirs.

[walksbyherself]

I think I have a brain!

By which I mean, I'm done with classes for the quarter (just finals next week) so I don't have to get up early tomorrow, which means I'll be up late hijacking the laundry room and important things like that. Because threading is totally like laundry. *does not have the strength to continue this simile*

[ashen_key]

KAT, I'M READING THE COMMENTS ON NEWS. I CAN'T STOP MYSELF. KAAAAAAAT.

[walksbyherself]

NOOOOOOOO! PULL BACK! THE DUMB IS CONTAGEOUS!!!!!!!

[ashen_key]

BUT IT'S MAKING ME GIGGLE!

[walksbyherself]

WELL, GIGGLING IS GOOD.

...ARE THERE MACROS