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[boozeplz]

Day Fifty-Three
Your Name: Britney Spears
Suicidal Ideation: my loneliness is killin' me
Homicidal Ideation: aaand I, I must confess, I still believe~
Amount of Sleep Last Night: Not a lot, but I'm not tired.
Any Lucid or Vivid Dreams? Explain.: Cotton candy.
Moods Experienced Today: Just an average day. Spent more time defending myself than normal

Comments

[private]

[notsorude]

You didn't come to my office after hours.

[private]

[boozeplz]

. . . oh yeah!

[private]

[notsorude]

I was wondering where you were.

[private]

[boozeplz]

Sorry. I went to my room on accident.

[physical_jesus]

Hey Britney.

[boozeplz]

Hey Dr. Cox.

[physical_jesus]

I didn't know you were here. I'm normally a fan of Ms. Lohan, but maybe you should stop by my office later so we can get better acquainted.

[boozeplz]

I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby.

[boozeplz]

How 'bout I come in when I feel like it?

[legacie]

No, they said they weren't mad . . .

[boozeplz]

That's good.

You're . . . okay, right?

[legacie]

Y-Yeah . . is fine.

[boozeplz]

Mmkay, just making sure. Whatcha gonna do today?

[black_mauser]

I'm of the opinion everything gives you a boner.

[black_mauser]

Gee thanks.