Post by MADHATTER on Apr 2, 2007 22:19:16 GMT -5
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4/2/07 19:52
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...But that's no good, is it?
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Time: 8:35 P.M.
Eating: Strawberries
Doing: Listening to my idiot of an ex-bandmember and his newest casket duking it out over something that occured prior to them breaking into my dorm room.
"And so he gave ME detention, but was totally buddy-buddy with Jules, and, I mean, come ON!"
"Well, I'm not an insufferable jerk, that's why!"
"What the hell does that have to do with anything? That kid was a weeeeirdo!"
There they go again, damnit. They COULD do it in their own dorm room, but then, why would they pass up a chance to torment ME, huh?
"Shut up, both of you! Can't you see I'm fucking working?!"
That shuts 'em up real good.
...
[A knock at the door]
Goddamnit.
Fucking Dorian.
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April 2
8:59 P.M.
So we managed to get kicked out of Gardenia's room not fifteen minutes after Dorian showed up with that idiotic grin pastered over his face ("Don't you call my brother an idiot, retard! Insulting him is a priviledge reserved only for me!"), spewing something about how he had a really important question to ask Garde. She promptly shoved us out of her dorm.
As much as I hate to admit it, I'm burning with curiosity. Stupid Dorian and his... incoherency...
Eew, why do I feel so icky and sad all of the sudden? Oh, right...
"Jules, stop moping! Your angst-rays are rubbing off on me!"
"Deal with it!"
"The hell's got your panties in a bind?"
Okay, so that didn't work. He's gone all PMS-y and blocked himself off.
...
...Since this is a diary, I'm gonna be completely and honestly open about this (*Cringe* Ooh, Jules is going to have a ball with this later). Yeah, there are times I hate having to deal with Jules, but he isn't a bad guy, and this is hard for the both of us. I'm pretty sure I have a good idea of why he's in a constant state of *Mope!*, but whether or not it'll get better is entirely up to him. The sooner he gets it done, the better, though - although I'm not entirely sure I want him screwing around with Josh in MY body.
Damn conflicting emotions.
...
Oh, joy. My desktop just locked up. Hello, Alistair, and STOP FUCKING AROUND WITH MY FUCKING COMPUTER.[/color]
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4/2/07 19:52
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...! |\/|4¥ 4©7|_|411¥ 7|-|!|\||< ! |\/|4 ¥ ®3411¥ 10\/3 ¥0|_|...
...But that's no good, is it?
~A
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Time: 8:35 P.M.
Eating: Strawberries
Doing: Listening to my idiot of an ex-bandmember and his newest casket duking it out over something that occured prior to them breaking into my dorm room.
"And so he gave ME detention, but was totally buddy-buddy with Jules, and, I mean, come ON!"
"Well, I'm not an insufferable jerk, that's why!"
"What the hell does that have to do with anything? That kid was a weeeeirdo!"
There they go again, damnit. They COULD do it in their own dorm room, but then, why would they pass up a chance to torment ME, huh?
"Shut up, both of you! Can't you see I'm fucking working?!"
That shuts 'em up real good.
...
[A knock at the door]
Goddamnit.
Fucking Dorian.
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April 2
8:59 P.M.
So we managed to get kicked out of Gardenia's room not fifteen minutes after Dorian showed up with that idiotic grin pastered over his face ("Don't you call my brother an idiot, retard! Insulting him is a priviledge reserved only for me!"), spewing something about how he had a really important question to ask Garde. She promptly shoved us out of her dorm.
As much as I hate to admit it, I'm burning with curiosity. Stupid Dorian and his... incoherency...
Eew, why do I feel so icky and sad all of the sudden? Oh, right...
"Jules, stop moping! Your angst-rays are rubbing off on me!"
"Deal with it!"
"The hell's got your panties in a bind?"
Okay, so that didn't work. He's gone all PMS-y and blocked himself off.
...
...Since this is a diary, I'm gonna be completely and honestly open about this (*Cringe* Ooh, Jules is going to have a ball with this later). Yeah, there are times I hate having to deal with Jules, but he isn't a bad guy, and this is hard for the both of us. I'm pretty sure I have a good idea of why he's in a constant state of *Mope!*, but whether or not it'll get better is entirely up to him. The sooner he gets it done, the better, though - although I'm not entirely sure I want him screwing around with Josh in MY body.
Damn conflicting emotions.
...
Oh, joy. My desktop just locked up. Hello, Alistair, and STOP FUCKING AROUND WITH MY FUCKING COMPUTER.[/color]
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