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Dear brother,
You don't threathen your dad (who oh hey, happens to be paying for your entire stupid tuition of two full semesters and every other aspect of your life) with, "Fine, if I take a bus then don't freak out when you don't know where I am," because you were a little upset you had to wait around 3 hours at the mall (where you went shopping anyways). You're practically 18, you're expected to have a brief comprehension of how to use public transit. It's not hard.
Eating sunflower seeds, waiting for Minerva's Den to finish downloading, and doing a little planning for my non-sucktacular Atlas Shrugged screenplay.
...you would not believe how much of that shit you have to change to make it a good, believable story with main characters who aren't complete dicks. It's basically an original story with some stolen names.
Well that didn't take long.
They opened the season tickets for the public today in the drive for 13 and it's all ready apparently been reached... and to think they just wanted to make it to that by 21st of June.
Far and away. It's also the first time Rapture really scared the fuck out of me.
(I did pretty much a speedrun after realizing I didn't want to deal with all the Little Sisters, but wanted to finish things up. And I still died a whole bunch.)
Creeping the Bioshock 2 audio files. Persephone is labeled as Gulag.
...I laughed.
Went to see Pirates of Penzance.
I really dislike opera. Not understanding half the words does not a good show make. Also, it's a /terrible/ idea to expect a high school drama club to make anything of it.
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