[itp: the mingliest of fridays]

[crisscrossing]

[HEY, GUESS WHAT. It's Friday. You can tell, because the toucans seem to be stuck on repeat.

Despite that, it's like a nice, balmy night in everyone's home away from home, trusty ol' Camp Fuck You Die! So what are you up to this fine evening? Which seat will you take?]

(( DAY IN THE LIFE POST go nuts ))

Comments

[gavehimhead]

[...ignores the music. This book is so interesting!]

[dr_mcdere]

*man, I wish I could be as diligent as you :<

trying to read and mostly failing*

[gavehimhead]

[It helps that he is completely focused on his reading and completely blocking out everything else :|b

..Unless you're getting too close, in which case he'll glance up at you]

[dr_mcdere]

*close enough! he's big enough to accidentally loom. :|a*

Ah, sorry.

[gavehimhead]

That's alright, it just startled me a bit.

[dr_mcdere]

Still.

What are you reading?

[gavehimhead]

[...looks at the cover]

The Count of Monte Cristo. It's very interesting.

[dr_mcdere]

Ah, I've heard of that. I never got to read it, though.

[gavehimhead]

Some of the chapters have a bit too much exposition, but that may be because I'm reading the unabridged version. If you don't want something long-winded you might want to try the abridged version.

[dr_mcdere]

I'll have to pick it up sometime. The Camp translator really comes in handy for reading things originally in other languages.

[gavehimhead]

Translator...?

[dr_mcdere]

Ah, yes. It's automatic. We're probably not speaking the same language to each other right now.

[gavehimhead]

But why would we not know the same language?

[dr_mcdere]

Well, we might. What country are you from?

[gavehimhead]

I...this one? Possibly. I'm not sure.

[dr_mcdere]

America? I'm from Japan.