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Apr. 2nd, 2004 09:43 amI got out of bed because I had to throw up. I'm really sick. I mean REALLY sick. And my antidepressants are making me hairy. I mean REALLY hairy.
I'm so hardcore. Me and Mom went to the mall today, and I stole a whole heap of stuff. I got a Good Charlotte CD, a couple of DVDs and some new boots. Mom got caught, but she fought her way out, and then we stole some lady's car and smashed it into a Quickie Mart, 'cause Mom wanted a paper.
Last night I had to shave my entire body. Apparently, the lice that I caught from
sarcasticchick are really hard to get rid of. I look quite strange with no hair and eyebrows. I'd post pictures, but my webcam is broken.
I want to tell you that I love you all! You're all so special to me! Except for you, of course. You know who you are. Fucker.
I am sharpening my knives before I go to work today, because I'm going to cut out Deb's heart and feed it to her for letting her kid play with my action figures while I was at lunch.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have a terrible skin disease which prevents me from coming into contact with other human beings. And bipolar disorder. And I'm hairy.
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with my favourite Sentinel songfic I wrote last year when I was in hospital.
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I'm so hardcore. Me and Mom went to the mall today, and I stole a whole heap of stuff. I got a Good Charlotte CD, a couple of DVDs and some new boots. Mom got caught, but she fought her way out, and then we stole some lady's car and smashed it into a Quickie Mart, 'cause Mom wanted a paper.
Last night I had to shave my entire body. Apparently, the lice that I caught from
I want to tell you that I love you all! You're all so special to me! Except for you, of course. You know who you are. Fucker.
I am sharpening my knives before I go to work today, because I'm going to cut out Deb's heart and feed it to her for letting her kid play with my action figures while I was at lunch.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have a terrible skin disease which prevents me from coming into contact with other human beings. And bipolar disorder. And I'm hairy.
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with my favourite Sentinel songfic I wrote last year when I was in hospital.
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Date: 2004-04-02 08:29 am (UTC)Except for you, of course. You know who you are. Fucker.
Yes, I know it's ME. La-la-la.
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Date: 2004-04-02 08:41 am (UTC)ya know, i tried the comb and chemicals and they worked much better than your method of lice removal.
plus, i still have my eyebrows.
;)
I frown at you! Yet also I smile.
Date: 2004-04-02 08:46 am (UTC)No hugs for you, tricky woman! ~flounces away, Gwendoline Mary style~
~flounces back~ Oh. I spilled water on the Angela Brazil book I need to send you, btw. It was indirect (I pushed the kitten off the bed, she landed on the trunk at the foot of the bed, knocked over the water glass that was sitting on the trunk, and the book got in the way of the resultant flow of water) and unintentional, and it's dried up ok. You want still?
If so, do please send me your address? alden_macrae(at)yahoo.com
I can't believe I did that (at) thing. It's not as if I'm popular enough to get robot emails. If I'd done the (dot) thing, I'd fear for my own sanity. Delusions of grandeur, don't you know.
~cough~ I apologize for this comment. I took a diet pill type thing a little bit ago, and it is making me anxious to all hell. Hence, babbling. Bah.
Re: I frown at you! Yet also I smile.
I would love the book, and will e-mail you.
I don't think the robots care if you're Julia Roberts or The Guy Who Lives Under the Bridge. They just care if they can find an @, so they can tell you all about how GRANDMA LIKES EM YOUNG or offer you LOWEST PRICES ON x * a * n * a * x.
I understand about the babbling. This afternoon I got all upset about something and found myself inserting things like "It was great until somebody pulled out a homemade shiv" into ordinary conversations. I need...sleep, or a McDonalds cherry pie, or something.
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Date: 2004-04-02 03:16 pm (UTC)Oooh, and I'll get to wrap up the book in a lovely protective package, and totter down to the post office! Yes, my day has been so crap that I am actually looking forward to this.
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Date: 2004-04-02 05:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)