Dammit. My PM box still has an alert that I've got a new message, but all of them have been checked.
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I need new music.
Stressed. Mentally turtle-ing. Sorry, guys.
Can someone please buy me a replica Warwolf for my birthday? Please? I promise I won't fling dead cows at my neighbors.
Love you.
I'm excessively tired of havin to fix the toilet here at work.
Summa pia gratia nostra conservando corpora et custodita, de gente fera Normannica nos libera, quæ nostra vastat, Deus, regna.
Eram quod es, eris quod sum.
Sucks knowing I'll be judged for wanting someone to RP a specific faceclaim to me while still having to deal with the overwhelming DO WANT.
MATER TUA TAM OBESA EST UT CUM ROMAE EST URBS HABET OCTO COLLES.
MysteriousStranger just broke me. You heartless brute.
Let's face it. I am your Gaius Baltar.
I always feel a mixture of emotions putting up a new search thread. Today has been no different. Worry. Confusion. Dog hair.
Ugh. Yet another person looking for 1x1 who asks "If you read through all of this, do X thing". Insta-back-out for me. We're not on Gaia.
I will never look at mashed potatoes the same way again.
Man. I have an idea for a two-character romance plot and I adore it, but I think trying to RP it would result in a flop.
John wrote a letter. He put it on the table. No one can read 'em like old John! Read 'em, let me go.
Ugh. I don't want to do this work meeting thing.
Time to see if I can work my ignore button to get rid of some sensitive sallies.
'Til the casket drops, 'til my dying day. 'Til my heartbeat stops...
I think I can only hand two RPs at a time.
Hey, it's okay, you're welcome.
I'm taking my low blood sugar stupids and leaving. Bye.
George Blagden get in my basement now.
SHE TOOK THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN GOING ANNNNYYYYWHEERRRRRRRRRRRE. -
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