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Somewhere in the first few weeks of third grade, a girl came up to weird, eight year old, me. (1/9)

"Did you know?!" she began, in that enthusiastic way third graders do "That my dad and your mom were friends in college?!?!?!?!?!!???" (2/9)

I did not know. Mom didn't either. She had lost track of her good ol' brother, and hadn't realized he had been living eight house away (3/9)

***

Somewhere in the first few weeks of third grade, that same girl and I found out that our birthdays were three! days! apart!!!!! (4/9)

More importantly, we found out that neither of us'd had a birthday party yet that year. Obviously, this needed to be fixed. Together. (5/9)

***

Somewhere in the first few weeks of third grade, she and I played together for the first time. Had our first sleepover. (6/9)

Introduced our siblings and our parents. Became friends. Became cousins. Became sisters. (7/9)

***

Somewhere in the first few weeks of twenty years ago, I met my best friend. (8/9)

I love you, Veronica. (9/9)

~Sor
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Meeeeeeeeeeme!

( the ten meme )

It's over!

~Sor
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1: Sorceress is a title. Sorcyress is a name.
2: R = None of your damn business, D = my real last name, A = None of your damn business.
3: 'of the family of'
4: 'of the location/world of'
5: 'of the god'

6: And in all honesty, "sneaking out? No."
7: Used here to mean "independent" and not "Indie"
8: Not actually proven and probably not a fact.

Question: Is Gmail not working for anybody else? There are things on there that I wannnnnnnt!!

OtherQuestion Which "somewhere in the near future" potrayel of New York City do you like better, Escape From New York or The Warriors?

Ditzy Moment of the Week: Hokay, so yesterday I had to leave practise early to go and get my braces adjusted for the LAST TIME EVER YAH! Anywho, I slink backstage to go say goodbye to my absolutely fantabulous best friend Veronica. I say "bye", she gives me a look and says "Kat, what happened to your backpack?"

I pause, go "Nothing, why?" and look at the backpack I was wearing. It was pink.

Process...process...process...

"Ok, V? I'm going to go get *MY* backpack, and then I'll leave."

So yeah. Apparently, having a bright frigging orange backpack just isn't distinctive enough. I still don't know which actor almost lost their backpack to my obliviousness.

Advertisement: Guess what musical the Long Reach Drama Department is putting on THIS time!! That's right --we're doing that classic tale of an sweet and innocent Australian gal who turns into a good ol' American slut!!

Yes, we are doing Miss Barry's least favourite musical -- GREASE!!

((Mrs. Blasko's coup is complete. :p))

AT ANY RATE! All hatred of the show itself aside, our cast looks pretty damn good, and our crew is, of course, specTACular. If you like Grease, drama, Long Reach, or me, you should totally come and see it.

Five W's and an H:
Who: Long Reach Drama Department, directed by crazy-lady Mrs. Blasko, AD'd by everyone's favourite Veronica, staring (Amoung others) suddenly-not-so-goofy-and-Gideonlike Billy as Danny Zuko, Graham as the gayest Kenickie ever, Dan (V's little brother) as a totally typecast Eugene, and a sweet little asian girl (Namely, Seoung-Hee) as the blonde, beauty-school dropout, Frenchie.

Plus, a whole heap of really spectacular freshmen in the chorus, most notably Vicki, who is almost as cool as her sister.

What: Grease! An all-American musical, set in the fifties, written in the seventies, and performed in the...ooglies. Whatever the hell this decade is called. It's a *classic!*

Where: Long Reach High School Auditorium. E-mail me (kdsorceress at gmail dot com) for directions if you need them, or just hit up your favourite internet mapping program.

When: April 12, 13, and 14 (Thursday, Friday, and Saturday) at 7:30 PM. Doors open at 7ish or so, and while I'd totally be willing to sneak you backstage to hang out with me before that, Blasko'll kirk out and that'll totally suck.

Why: I'll be honest, because our drama department wants the money. Oh! I mean, because then you can support high school theatre, and our lovely, awesome, cast. And it'll be fun. C'mon, it's Grease. It's a fun show. (It's not a good, or moral show, but it's fun.)

PLUS!! It's my senior show. It's the last show I will ever work for here at the Reach (I cannot believe I just said that) and the fact that I have been part of all the shows at the school except the very first one is just cool and means I'm really going to miss this place.

How: You get your butt to Long Reach, then you buy a ticket. We'll let you in, and it'll all be good and stuff.

Tickets cost ten dollars each, for everyone. Personally, I believe this is ludicrus in several different ways, but Blasko is stupidlike that. On the plus side, if you know that you're going to come, you can pre-order tickets and they'll only cost seven dollars each. (Again, e-mail me to ask. E-mail is still kdsorceress at gmail dot com.)

Link: Boomshine is WAY addictive. But it's really quite fun, and very very pretty.

Basically, you're trying to cause long chain reactions of explosions of these surreal multicoloured balls that are bouncing around the screen, all set to lovely music.

For now, that is all. Status is Not Yet Dead.

~Sor
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PostScript: Three days, one hour, and 38 minutes. EEEEE!!

Original tags: adwhore, drama, musicals, questions, links, theatre, lrhs, quotes

So, now that I'm in a less silly mood, I can make real posts.

I've found that I still have Zork on my computer. I think that this will become a summer project, as if I'm going to play it, I ought to play it PROPER with maps and inventory lists and whatnot.

GTalk rocks because it saves conversations AS YOU'RE HAVING THEM! And I don't even need to do anything! This makes it even easier then before to stalk the lot of you. *grin*

Not that theres a huge number of people on it. But I've got mek, Tho, and Veronica, so that's all good.

Me and V played Mega Bomberman for the first time in a while today! We learned that we still suck at beating the computer players, and that she makes stupid poses when she wins where *I* get to wave around a cool looking fan.

We also wrote up the Lunch Table Drinking Game. I shall definently post it at some point...ah, heck, I'll post it now. If you don't know who any of these people are, don't worry about it. It's just a bit of crazyness from your resident weirdos.

( There is always room for one more at our table... )

Yes it's just a big long list of in-jokes and stereotypical behavior that we have. We're like that.

Hmmm...thoughtstream dearest, where arrrrre you? Ah, Elsewhere. That's no good. And a note on that, I'm not leaving Elsewhere by any stretch of the imagination, I'm just leaving the more fantastical way it used to be. Elsewhere is just daydreams and life-fics, and if I got rid of those, what would I do on the walk to school? Or more importantly, those lonely ones home where I'm all by myself.

I've decided that I like my hair, and I think that I'll keep it long. I was contemplating chopping it off again and making it spiky short (Because if you're not going to have long hair, you should at least gel it up sometime...Yes Eric, I'm talking to you.) but I think that I prefer it like this.

And I braided it today, all by myself! *bounces* This is new and exciting for me, and it's actually a tolerable braid. Not dad quality, sure, and probably not sutible for games of blind tag or kung-fu, but perfectly decent for the day to day basis. Clealy this is a talent I must practise, like coiling cords or backrubs. Speaking of which, I need to *find* a cord to coil. My ipod-computer cable is too short...

...

Ohthankgod, elljay wins for not deleting that. *sigh of relief*

No, I didn't just accidentally log out of the window where I was typing this. Yes, I realize I should type thoughtstreams into notepad or gmail.

Sooooooo...I have typing I *should* do, namely poems. Much poemwork to be dealt with. V, if I show up to your house in a screaming panic anytime soon, try to be indulgent.

I love reading old things I've written. Not stories, generally, as I tend to cringe and cry at those, but old journal entries and the whatnot. Old Origins reports... *sighs*

Next year, love. Regardless. God, I'll be graduated by then. Dear shisuss, I'm getting old. And college. Holy bugger-fuck^*, college.

>.<

I...am doomed. Hullo, HCC, how're you today? If I can do half as well as mum does, maybe I could figure out a way to transfer somewhere a little more...not community collegeish.

*sighs*

Mom mentioned to me recently that my recent entries have all been a lot more depressed/depressing. Oddly, I agree, and I spent the better part of a thought-process trying to figure it out. I think it's this: my life isn't really any better or worse then it was three years ago, but I write in here more. I've ALWAYS written long depressed angsty emoish rants and raves and self hate and bile. I just don't normally post very much of it.

Mostly it stays locked on Dmitri or in a forgotten notebook. And for the worst of it, hidden as best I can --in plain sight. The self-hate, the wants for suicide, the truly childish bursts of anger and angst...in short, whenever I was being a drama queen.

Huh, almost made a footnote to the effect that, no, I am not planning on commiting suicide anytime soon, there are too many people who would be too badly hurt. But I think most of you know that by now, it's certainly been a subject I've touched on ocassionally. So why am I so defensive about it? Is it because I think I need to convince myself??

I would hope, and claim, no. I know that I am mentally unable to kill myself, not with all you nofty viewers back home who I refuse to hurt that badly, but emotionally...emotions are a tricky thing. They shift and change, far too fast for my feeble mind. Emotionally, do I still hit that point?

...I don't think so. Of all the Sandman I've read, even if it is just the first three books, the one image that has stuck with me the strongest is when Dreams goes to hell and passes the wood of suicides. That's nothing that I want to become, and nothing I WILL become. Suicide is the ultimate act of selfishness, and all society says that selfish is bad. "Ah, but Sorcy dear," SHE whispers to me in her sweetest hiss. "Are you not sworn to defying what society thinks of you? You never do succeed, but shouldn't you at least try. Just one. more. time?"

And swoop, SHE's gone, a chill down my spine and a nervous feeling. I stil don't understand HER, but truly, who understands themselves? Especially their inner demons...

I defy society, but not morality. Hell, if you look at my morals, I'm more stubborn in them then nearly anyone I know. Sex, is icky, and kissing almost as much so. Really, I don't think I'm exaggerating when I call it sucking face, I don't know WHAT you lot all see in it. You make it look quite unapitizing, that's for sure. *gives Veronica a pointed look. GSA party?*

And yes, I have a girlfriend. Who is nearly as asexual as I am. People always get this shocked look when I say I've never even frenched her, and I have a nagging suspicion that the world assumes that these past ten months have culminated in sex.

Really, I'm not made for romance, and even less for for lust. I flirt, yes, with everyone, and generally in a very silly sort of way. True, there can be seriousness involved, more with some people then others (Josh for example, is purely platonic. Chris, is painfully platonic. Eric is ...hmmm...need more p words...hah, therewego, partly platonic. Did I just ruin a good example by using alliteration? (Yes))

On the whole though, I'm better? at being single. Hum, what was it I said? And where --most likely here, but plausibly Behind The Walls...lemme go find it. "It must be something about summer that makes me feel asexual." Oddly true that one is. I don't always agree with my younger selves, but this one is right.

So, in that case, one wonders exactly how I got together with Blue in the first place. Or why Taya still holds so much sway over me (Goddamn you memories) even though she was nothing more then a closely guarded crush. VERY closely guarded.

Heh, maybe the summer just makes me saphhic. Bad news for all them boys. Boys? We don't need no stinkin' boys. Well...maybe just a fewww

Hey V, I officially declare that when we take over the world, we each get a harem. Yes, you can have Orlie (*gagdiepuke*) although by that point he'll be all ancient and not cute anymore, so, of course, you'll be completely over him. There is something to be said for lusting after older actors, they're distinguished! Johnny Depp is very unlikely to lose any of his zohmygod sexiness, same with Gary Oldman or Alan Rickman. Or Tim Curry.

Oh dear, I seem to have gone full spectrum. Silly to thoughtful to melencholy to thoughtful to silly. I do that a lot. I am, at heart, an optimist, and a happy person. Or so I claim. :D

I seem to be out. Which is good, as I should do some work on my poetry project. I need a song for it...Sweet Transvestite, perhaps? What, it fits my theme of individuality and being true to yourself and all that!! (Oh does it EVER!)

I better not HLN that one. Too likely to write in all the AP lines. And there are some bad ones for that song.

Actually, I'm really tempted by that now. *sighs* "If the thought of something makes me giggle for at least 15 seconds, I will assume that it's not allowed"

...Does Sweet Transvestite contain any swears? *looks* Holy shite, most excellent. It uses hell once...but that's excusable. Mrs. Hickman's going to think I'm WEIRD.

You mean she doesn't already?

I don't think she really thinks much of me one way or the other. I'm not entierly her most productive student. Maybe I'd be better if she gave out any sort of, oh, GUIDELINES FOR FUT THE WUCK WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DOING! *grumbles* Stupid English teacher.

...I should do some work on the big secret project for next year. Most importantly, legality and money issues. *SIGH!* Stupid administration. *shakes fist* What I would give for a libral, or even just not so screamingly conservitive principal. Someone who would, you know, actually agknowladge the GayStraightAllience or support the drama kids juuuuuuuust a little bit. (Is it bad that even a little support would be an improvement? *sigh*)

Soooooo...yes. An extra several paragraphs of thoughtstream has led to a single bit of work on my project. Procrastinators of the world unite! ...tomorrow. Of course, I generally type fast enough that several paragraphs really isn't much more then a few minutes of life.

Still, work. Hey lookit that, we don't really have a working printer. *pokes at the scanner/printer pretending to be attached to Dmitri.* Hum, wonder how this hooks up.

Ah, frell it, I'll just gmail myself and print it via Rocky/Biff/Clyde/whatever it is moms upstairs computer is named. Easier then arguing with Dimi. *pets Dmitri sweetly* Sadist of a computer, I think he enjoys tormenting me. We really need to get him that cute little laptop for him to serenade. For those going "Uh what?" blame Thorog. He's the one that suggested I could placate Dmitri about Seren (my still nonexistent ibook...she's going to be obsolete before I actually succeed in recieving her!) by getting Dimi to serenade her.

Silly is right. Although Mal's setting me on edge.

...Huh. I wonder how intentional that was. Names have such an interesting spin to them. What makes me Sor or Kat at any given time? It really is fifty-fifty or so as to which I call myself at any given point. If I'm talking to, with, or about mek I'm certainly Sor.

And on a similar note, when am I Rin then? Simply when I trail into the fantastical? let's not follow this path, it prooves unsteady.

Alright, vanishing for real this time. Funny, I'm not usually so verbose, I swear! But no elljay cuts for you, neener neener. Mostly because I'm lazy.

Ta then, for now.

~Sor
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*Yes, I realize that this is a redundent curse. I still like it, mostly because long strings of curses are MUCH more fun. My current favorite is probably "Son of a priest and a bright orange spoon"

So, more of that lovely trawling bits.

But before that, an anouncement: turkey lunchables are the best sandwich meat ever.

Actually, what I *should* be doing is writing my ConReport for Balticon. Because it was AWESOME. And, me being the semi perfectionistic writer chick I am, I think I'm going to scrap the current format that it's in (Really, I don't even know) and replace it with something else, prolly chronalogical. Provided that I can remember everything that happened.

I think I need to rework my "People I actually care about and want to read all their entries" flist and prune it down to as small a handful as I can deal with. The problem is that people ocasionally hop on and off the list, mek and V and Mom are all permenent, of course, but what about say Chris. He's on the one I have, but so is almost everyone.

Mmm, Sweet Transvestite. Also, I am officially willing to admit RHPS as an addiction. I think I figured this out when I started going through moderate withdrawel on Monday and had Science Fiction playing on endless loop, which ocassionally caused me to start singing. Yeah. Kat does not sing unless there's music and she's feeling reasonably shameless. And in case you've somehow missed it, that is my new favorite song by a bunch. 17th most played song on itunes, which is especially impressive if you consider I've only had it on here for about two and a half months. *GRIN!*

No, I'm not obsessed, honest! You can ask Hyde exactly how obsessed I am with RHPS. He'll most likely snarl at you and stalk off to his room. And if Gabe's around, he will break out into song, which only serves to piss Hyde off more. It's REALLY funny.

...

Just because I have people living in my head doesn't mean I'm crazy.

You know, I think I'm going to try that one meme-type thing again. If you'd like me to post my thoughts on any subject at all, leave a comment with the subject and I'll write some random babbling about it. I have in fact tried that once before, but Liana was the only one to ever respond so it died quickly. I did in fact write that one (Shoes) but it's still untyped. Soyeah.

In other other other news, I think I need to learn how to braid my own hair. On a similar note, Marc wins bonus points for not leaving six plus inches of unbraided hair at the bottom of a braid, which some people seem to think is perfectly regular. No! Braids go until you run out of hair for the braiding!! *ruffles own hair*

It's actually down for once, which is beyond rare. I. Cannot. STAND having my hair down. But it needs a wash, and if I pull it into a ponytail, it won't get one. *sighs*

Yeah, I think it's time to transfer the thoughtstream over to conreporting. I'll catchyou kids and STG later.

~Sor
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(((P.S: I'm in the market for any really lovely RHPS icon. The lovely Frank with a party hat was nice, but it's not at all ME! And confusing myself with my clone is Bad. So...yeah! Any takers?)))

Internet connection is working better, which is VERY nice.

Sorted some life out. Made some decisions. All I need to do now is take those decisions and make them happen. This'll be...*sighs* interesting.

*grumbles vaguely*

GSA party today. That was pretty entertaining. We did do the traditional party thing, and all stand in a circle with our shoes off so we could claim we had an orgy. (Apparently in MD, at least five people standing in a circle without shoes on is an orgy. It's a total crock of BS, but don't correct me, we like our delusions. They make us laugh)

Afterwards, I wandered home with people. It was nice, I wound up sitting on the porch for a while and chatting with Roony and Veronica and Tyler. Then me and Tyler decided that going back inside was a good idea, so we did.

Strange things are afoot at the circle K.

...

And I just made a sign with a big "K" in a circle on it to hang above my desk so I could say that honestly. I do in fact declare this desk area...The Circle K!

...or my nest. That works too.

ANYWAY, we've moved out the kids computer, and we are building strange new things. I have a feeling we're getting a new computer for Shan and Alys to play games and shite on. And mom did mention a kids printer, so YAY!

...It's actually more of the oval K, really. Ah well.

I need to chatup Veronica. Yep.

Also, I reciecved a flower today, from someone most froody. So YAYFORTHAT! Because getting flowers rocks. Danke mek! *smiles*

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd stuff. I've begun to clean my room again. I should technically be doing that instead of chatting with mek, but meh. He's cooler then my room.

Also, I mysteriously lost sixty dollars that I had in the pocket of my pants. CONFLARGIT! I'm sure it'll turn up eventually (I am an optimist, after all) but it's still frustrating. Especially as spend all your money place Balticon is coming up! And Z'omygods, I get to work tech for it, because Larry is awesome!! This is highly cool.

And Neil Gaimen will be around thereabouts. MUAHAHA!

I am rapidly running out of things to say.

Oh yes! I am a senior in A WEEK AND TWO DAYS!!!! This is MASSIVLY cool, because I want to be a senior. For some reason I can't figure out. I think it's the optimist thing again, senior year is going to be a good year. Especially if...things...work out.

Why must all decisions make me feel like shit? I think I need to stop having friends. Except for Koob, because his parents give me money, and I'm greedy enough to like that. And maybe some other people too. Online people, who I can vanish on and not feel all guilty about missing their birthdays and whatnot and I'M SORRY MOON!!! *snif*

And life is too damn busy. I need a rewind button. Or a clone.

waitaminute...

Oh Barrrrrrrrrrrrbra! What would it take to convince you to babysit Koob for a couple of weeks? It's a lovely job, and I just KNOW you adore him. *fg*

Ok, I'm really running out of things to say now. I should go let Zaphod update or somesuch. dr0nkenfrood, if anyone cares.

Ta!

~Sor
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So todays been pretty fun stuff.

Veronica showed up at 11ish, and, after a short batch of fiend-watching, we decided we were hungry, and I felt like cooking. So we're going through the cupboard. "Oh look!" sez I, spotting a whole heap of tunafish. "Let's make Macaroni and tuna!" So, using the recipie posted in the aforementioned macaroniandtuna's LJ's userinfo, we made ourselves some delicious tasty food. Which we were done with two hours later. *headdesks*

What happened was, between people showing up, more people showing up, and mom and marsha forcing us to unload groceries, it took us forever to actually make the stuff.

But we got snowcones. And snowcones rule.

So yes. That was our grand adventure with macaroni and tuna-fish. And MacandTuna showed up eventualyl with his SEXAY new laptop, so that was good stuff too. *covets*

Which one?

You, my fine lady are far too much of a nusience.

*quirks eyebrow* That SO doesn't answer my question.

The computer, my Sophie-ic OtherSelf. Why would I covet boys, they're, you know, boys. Is anyone actually going to bother reading this? Hi!! Betcha all thought this was going to be me revealing my secret love for Eric or something. Not this time! Sorry, and bye now!! [/eddie]

...

*Fordgrin*

*sigh* You're hopeless

I know! I pride myself on it.

Alright, I think thats all.

~Sorceress

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HALLA-EFFIN-LULIA, I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!

Thats all for now. I took copious amounts of notes on my life at camp, but you won't have any clue about my adventures until I've edited those and typed them up.

Lesse:

A magic cookie for Ms Hecubus
1/2 magic cookie for Fish, and 1/2 for Chris

And 1/2 a magic cookie each to Kates and Veronicers

Ummmm...Thats it?

Oh yes!!

HI MELL AND ELLIE!!!!!

~Sorceress/Kat

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Original Tags: wyo, cloneconvo

Lesse...As always, where on Earth to start!

The Weekend:

On friday I had to leave the house within half an hour of getting home so I could go babysit the adorable one (Koob) which was alright. Went to the house and me and Koob pretty much went out and played in the pool for about 45 minutes. It was great. I like pools.

Stayed the night over there, the next morning I got driven home and found Yury hanging out in my kitchen. He was doing random yardwork for mom and had apparently stayed the night. Ok.

Saturday was uber-fun. I hung out with Yury for a while and then with Adam when he showed up. Eventually, Veronica and her sibs showed up, as did Bernie and the all of us began hanging out. The original goal of the evening was to make marshmellow guns, but we actually mostly just loitered around watching Yury kick butt in the Riddick video game. We also managed to convince Matt to come over for a bit (Yayness) which was cool. Bernie, Shan, Adam, and Matt all played a booster draft using some magic cards Bernie had bought, which amused me, since it's REALLY fun to watch how obsessive some people get about magic. It's just a game!!

I wonder if thats how people see me when I'm talking about Sluggy or webcomics or gaming or dice or RIFF! Hmmm...

Probably. :D

Lessee...back on track...Matt left at 11, as did Veronica (Dan and Lil left much earlier when their mom and the pretty nice wonderful woman who I love above all others and who sells the uber-awesome magic wands came) Bernie stayed until about 1:30ish and Yury and Adam stayed the night.

Silly men. *grin*

In the morning, the six of us all piled into the car (me, Shan, Aly, Adam, Yury and Mom) and we all went to the big fourth of July parade!! Yay!! Which was fun because we got some candy, and got to, in general have fun.

Then we all came home, diddled about, Yury and Adam left, mom and dad went out, Yury came back, and I MADE DMITRI WORK AGAIN!!!! YAYNESS!!!

To face:
~A grand total of 8 e-mails. Considering that this was over a several day span, and that I get at least one daily e-mail from Dictionary.com, this mildly depressed me.
~More webcomics to catch up on then I can shake a stick at. I know, cause I tried.
~About 180 LJ entries to read. Yes, this is all the entries since Origins, since I haven't really been online a lot since then.
~Several (at least three) LJ posts to make (this is one of them)
~A big fat lack of mek, Marc, or Fishy on AIM (although I do get to talk to DD and Miranda, so thats good.)
~A new poster on Sluggy.net calling himself Fishymander_TDP. Hmm. Wonder who THAT could be. This made me happy.

Thats about it.

Fireworks are tonight! WOOT!!

~Sorceress/Kat

MOOP!

NOTE: I wrote this yesterday, before I watched the fireworks. I love fireworks. A lot. They're so perfect.

Original Tags: rlife, fish, babysitting, sluggy.net, internet, boe, magus, v, unfiled people-lrhs, computers, katters, games-m:tg, elljay, holidays, jernie

*collapses* As per usual, I had quite a busy weekend, which leads to the question...whos bright idea was it for me to have a social life??

Yours

Fine, it was your idea, got it. Anyway, I had a lot of socialness this weekend.

With who?

I'm getting there, stop inturrupting. And anyway, you know who, you're me. Woah that sounds really freaky.

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