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slammed into a wall, bumped his head didn't psychic powers or anything. Just a bruise and a headache. I feel slighted. And headachey. |
a Diamante is to literature what Sodoku is to math. A retarded embarrassment. |
is surprised to learn that he's collected 3,000 some odd fonts, and is no longer surprised about how his font manager has quit functioning. |
is always planning. |
: This heart won't die. This ship won't sail. |
adds stuff he did that day to his to-do list to have extra things to check off. I cheat. |
is usually as feeble and sweet as a kitten when he's sick. But this virus is evil. |
rumbles like clashing Gods on Olympus when he coughs and honks like a goose when he blows his nose. |
: You be excited about copious amounts of food. Let me be excited about my nap. Eat more food and stop talking at me & we'll both be happy. |
is finding he can please very few people at once, but can piss them off in droves. |
knows he's jacked up on coffee when his palms sweat and his eyes itch. Wish I had an earlier warning system. |
: fortune favors the bold. That's why I crash through the windows and shake a mighty fist when I buy a powerball ticket. Take note, Fortune. |
is drumming his fingers and staring at his cell phone. |
bopped around, pestered friends and lounged away a Sunday to it's fantastic fullest. |
Obama plans to continue public messages via youtube. America's finest plans to continue to be embarrassingly dumb in the comments. |
loves 30 Rock with a kind of hardness that otherwise only comes with puberty. That was probably...inappropriate. All apologies. |
still has lingering sensation of my dream last night in the back of my head. Like I sat on my brain and it went numb. |
just spent an hour on video chat watching the other person yawn. The future is now, peoples. |
may have realized two days later that he may have lost a really rad coat, and may admit that this is why he can't have nice things. MAYBE. |
Being at the library makes me think I should be doing something more academic than firing off a few emails. So I scowl, and look really ...... |
