Noel’s here. As is a plumber.
The plumbing thing is going noticably less well than the Noel thing.
Might go to Border’s later.
My kingdom for Panera.
No, fuck you, seriously.
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Noel’s coming to visit this week. The surrealness knows no bounds. I have no idea what we’ll do — I live in the middle of nowhere, I have a cold, and the weather’s been kind of shitty lately. I read and sleep a lot. And, y’know, play at SH. Yeah, I don’t even want to try and explain that to him…. *sighs* I don’t know why stupid people want to come and see me, anyways.
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I found this amusing….
Also, significantly better than, say, my LJ results. I mean — Dan Miller as a celebrity boyfriend? Dan Miller?!? He’s the “and then there’s him” guy of the “oh my god, how could Lou possibly have been that strapped for cash?” boyband…that broke up! In what way does this qualify him as a celebrity? Or a boy, even?
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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! My Wheel of If ‘zine arrived today! Its so purty and sparkly new and it has a nice spiral binding inside of that comb shit. *sighs happily* We loves our precioussss. Filthy hobbitses! We’ll puts their eyes out! Ehm…yes. Riiiiiiight.
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May the new one be better than your last. I miss you, Daddy. |
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