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[phosfate]

Mom: You're ripping your eyebrow out!
Me: Yeah, yeah...
Mom: Well stop it! It won't grow back in and you'll have to draw it in with a pencil.
Me: I'm doing my best.
Mom: Just stop it.
Me: I'll start cutting, okay? That doesn't show so much.
Mom: Okay.
Me: Okay.
Mom: You make shallow cuts along like this. (gestures)
Me: Half my online friends are teenagers. I know how to self-mutilate if I need to, okay?

Anyway.

Last dream before waking was me trying to sketch out one of spinooti's "I [PICTURE OF A LIME] SCURVY" bumper stickers for Deb. Have you ever tried to write something in a dream? It doesn't work BECAUSE YOU'RE USING THE WRONG FRIGGIN' HALF OF YOUR BRAIN! And because there were no green crayons. "What is that? I love to survey? I strawberry surfing?"

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[ramalama.livejournal.com]

Flaming globes of Sigmond!

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

*dies*

[ramalama.livejournal.com]

*cremates you and scatters your ashes at DollyWood*

[strawberrythief.livejournal.com]

Hey, was that you on the AIM last night, or just someone with a nick like yours?

[ramalama.livejournal.com]

Yes, 'twas I. I sent a message to that effect after I realized you didn't know who I was. Perhaps you didn't get it. I've changed my AIM nick to make that clearer.

Anyway, I guess it worked! Sounds like you had a great Thanksgiving. :)

[strawberrythief.livejournal.com]

My mom shaved off her eyebrows as a teenager so she could draw in those Merle-Oberon-style brows instead. And guess what? They never did grow back. A few years ago I paid to have permanent eyebrows done for her because her hands aren't steady enough to do the pencil thing any more. AND DAMMIT, I'M NOT PAYING FOR YOURS TOO. *slaps your hand away*

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

I was thinking of going back to compulsive masturbation anyway.

INVADING YOUR SUBCONCIOUS ONE DREAM AT A TIME

[spinooti.livejournal.com]

"Well, frankly, I DO love to survey. But that's not the point."

[backfromspace.livejournal.com]

I shouldn't find that so amusing.