Life is a really hard game. The pieces keep falling out of those teeny little cars!
And now there are scary people in my house.
posted by Stephalumpagus @ 11:17 PM
Life is a really hard game. The pieces keep falling out of those teeny little cars!
I'm tall, indecisive, and have a hard time staying mad. Math and music are two of my favorite things ever, not to mention curling up with a good book. I've been labeled a "fruit fly," but that's just fine with me because I absolutely adore all of my friends. NorCal is home, but Provo is where my people are. Oh, and I'm really terrible at writing "About Me"'s.
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Hon' forget stabbing people in the eye, go directly for vital organs i.e. heart and/or brain stem.
That girl was really creepy last night. "I don't like you..." "Me?" "Ya you!" Very Creepy! Love ya!
Stabbing her in the brain stem? Why didn't we think of this earlier??
Oh, wait, we did. Why didn't we do it again...?
We didn't do it because she was never home. Or maybe because the Masseuse was right--she didn't actually exist. That would explain why I had to do almost the entire apartment cleaning check by myself...
Although that did make me look pretty good to the cleaning lady. She was so nice to me and was more than happy to leave the fine for Roommate E.
I am so glad to be out of there.
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