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you know, my mother is the cutest mother imaginable? i mentioned dyeing black streaks in my red hair as a mother-daughter activity over thanksgiving. she got excited. 'maybe we can do mine too!'

ahahhaahah. i can't wait. er. maybe i need to read something about how to do highlights. involves aluminum foil, no?

gackified quizzalicious blah blah

from thechaosdiva via orangeblossomb comes ( spam on a crystal dish with a silver spoon! or something. )

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shit. it's nine. i can't go back to bed if i want to mail this package. uhmmmmmmm, maybe i can mail it monday. so fucking tired. & gip. to replace emma. i'm sorry, emma. but i think the cimesama icon conveys that same mood in a classier manner. okay, i'm going to fall into bed now. happy, though, because i talked to wax for an hour and a half.

3 pm today! wheeeeeeeeeeee!

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someone remind me not to pick at my lips when they're chapped, okay?

bleh!

edit: ...or at the little calluses on the heel of my hand. OW.

femmeslash

the femmeslash i posted a few weeks ago is finally coded and up on my website.

[remix], missy elliot/nelly furtado, nc-17, graphic femmeslash. some somewhat subtle angst. i know it's lonely at the top and i might fall/ but as for them, while i lose it turn them lights off 'turn off the lights (remix),' nelly furtado feat timbaland and ms jade

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WHEE! leaving soon for slash get together. so excited. although my printer isn't working so i can't print out my recs page or any of my favorite stories. >.<

thechaosdiva, hollsk, victoriabitter, orangeblossomb and myself all in a house together is a SCARY THOUGHT. but a fun one. and gip. lalala. ::frolics away, wearing a tiara::

no i wasn't staring; i was only trying to find some substance, to get some meaning

hummmmmmmmmm it's 3:47 and i'm still waiting for phineasjones. just be glad i don't smoke or chew gum or bite my nails; i'd be totally gerbil-ish. but no. i am not. i am COOL.

also i have some orange tea, although not very much anymore. and i finished wax's package but i never did get off of my ass to go mail it, so phooey. i suck! monday, precioussss. will mail it monday.

have been invited to see local gilbert and sullivan production tomorrow afternoon. oh the angst. only if i've gotten a page of essay written when i'd have to leave, i say, and put my foot firmly down.

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::taptaptap::

::chews hair::

::drinks tea::

::runs in circles::

...i'm shutting up... now.