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Jan 12, 2008 15:13

All work and no play makes Chilla a psychotic bitch who is seriously contemplating burning the poet along with the books because HE HAS ELEVEN LEVELS OF META AND THEY BOGGLE MY BRAIN AND THERE'S NO ANCHOR ANYWHERE. It's like. When he says blue, you have to associate to the seventh-level association ring in a hypermetatextual context of AWARENESS OF ( Read more... )

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ehnel January 12 2008, 17:47:30 UTC
Also, *glomp*.

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ehnel January 12 2008, 17:48:20 UTC
Eleven levels of meta SUX.

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newyork_noodles January 12 2008, 22:40:14 UTC
Hi. Remember me? The Big Bitchy Pig Formerly Known As Your Friend? I wrote you a letter today. Wanna talk?

I LOVE YOU. Despite appearance. I do.

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caboca January 13 2008, 08:59:17 UTC
Hi. I do most certainly want to talk. More than quite a lot of things in life. I'll be on teh gmail tonight, or try to be, anyway, okay? Oh, you creature, you. I missed -- mm, yes. I do wanna talk.

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caboca January 13 2008, 08:59:42 UTC
... oh, fine, then

*HUGS*

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caboca January 13 2008, 09:09:51 UTC
mm, btw, I'm not angry with you, for your lapse of presence, because that can happen to anyone, I assume, just, we do gotta talk. damn you, wench, iloveyoutoo

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arglikeapirate January 15 2008, 03:01:15 UTC
o.O *pets a lot* good luck! that sounds ridiculously complicated. D:

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