Poles.
Oh, l'amour!
*sigh*
It's been three months, one week, and one day,
since I last breathed the heat-drenched, people-laden air
Neil Gaiman was suffocating in.
He remained cordial still, bless his souls.
Pluralization intentional.
Three months, one week, and one day ago,
Neil Gaiman read to a group of
three hunnert thousand extremely enthusiastic people,
I kid you not,
chunks of "Anansi Boys" from
his glorified calculator laptop.
Three months, one week, and one day later,
I now own a copy of "Anansi Boys".
And a reproduction of a note Neil wrote,
exclusively for the distribution of Fully Booked.
If anyone is interested, I own copy number 0009 out of 1000.
So now, I am basking.
It's been three months, one week, and one day
since Neil Gaiman and I
along with three thousand ++++ people
were in the same time zone.
And I'm still starstruck.
Now that's amore!
And I made some icons, too. <33
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Eh?
I'm chatting with Gian "Soylent Green Is People" Uygongco right now,
and he is dateless for soph night.
Poor thing might bring either his best friend's sister
or his nineteen-year-old aunt, if he gets desperate.
If he gets really desperate, he'll bring his mother as a last resort. "I mean, she doesn't look bad", he sighs. "It's the mother bit."
His last, last resort is my Quote of teh Moment.
Quote of teh Moment: "The last resort is to pretend to be gay and bring my classmate."
- Gian U, on being dateless on soph night. XD
Attaboy!
But I wonder.
Their soph night is in late January.
Why so preoccupied and stressed now? @_@
Anyway. *pats Gian*
Rest of conversation revolved around me being a sicko
and
linking him to my new Net buddies, see below.
Gian: excuse me while i vomit my guts out
Gian: (barfing sound)
Gian: gotta show that to the Xavierians
Moi: I'm sure they'll love it.
Gian: im awaiting their enraged replies
Gian: ...
Moi: Show me too, I'm teh eveeel genoos.
Gian: yeehz mazter...
Gian: Igor OBEYZZ...
In case you're wondering, I linked the poor Soylent soul
to tubgirl, goatse, and lemonparty.
Click at your own risk, by the by.
I wash my hands from any fault. *wash wash*
I wonder how many X'ans he sent 'em too.
I wonder how many X'ans viewed it.
I wonder how many X'ans will be after his blood tomorrow.
RIP.
GIAN.
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In the meantime, go read
the whole disgusting story of "Soylent Green",
because
SOYLENT GREEN IS PEOPLE.
See I am multifaceted, w0ot.