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you motherfucker you
OK, so... is this book worth stopping in a bookstore on my way home Tuesday?
Lucky. XP
I'm going to be enjoying the reactions to the ARG ending until my copy arrives.
So we're getting back to that level? That's the best news I've heard in a while.
And I sort of guessed that from the excerpt. Suggesting a monarchy to readers in democracies? Tsk. Tsk.
But if by "all" you mean ALL, then there is one character that this would slightly surprise me about.
I might possibly get to spend three weeks or more in Pennsylvania at a writing camp/spending time with my aunt, uncle, and cousins. Without the rest of my family.
:DDDDDDDDD
Enjoying the replies to the ARG
Jeopordy in half an hour. Go Watson Go!
He actually tied the leader too--he was leading himself for a while, actually.
And yeah, it was funny seeing it's thought process.
BLAGH.
I've had bronchitis for the past couple of weeks (finally went to the doctor and got diagnosed today) and haven't been in the mood for...well, anything really. Sorry guys.
And then today (single awareness day: aka Sad aka Valentine's Day) just kinda sucked on so many levels. Like, I'd been thinking maybe I was bisexual (I'm a girl, so into girls) for a while and I accidentally told my friend (who I knew was bisexual and who had been sending me tons of signals that she was into me for like months...like we would always joke about it) that I liked her and then she said she "didn't like me that way" when I thought she did and now I'm feeling really crushed because for the first time in my life I had found someone who I really cared about...not just in a friends way but in a "I want to make you happy and I want you to be happy with me and I want us to connect and be together" sort of way...in a "more than friends" way...but it's not going to happen. And it's like all the possibilities have been opened to me and denied me at once and I'm just like GAH
So yeah. Eating chocolate, watching Rent, and moping.
But so friggin glad that I finally know what all those sad love songs are about.
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