Comments | chapstick_lamp: Wait, no, put that down--Argh...*gurgle*

chapstick_lamp

Wait, no, put that down--Argh...gurgle

Aug 12, 2006 13:34

Yeah, I kinda died. Sorry. I sometimes do that when I visit my grandmother in West Virginia and then go away to church camp for a week. So now probably no one will ever read this again. But that's okay. Just checking in to say, I'm alive and well. (A frisky tuna brought me to life again.) Oh yes, and I was covered in dirt, marshmallow fluff, ( Read more... )

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jwzero August 13 2006, 02:36:44 UTC

Wow. I'm imagining how hyper you are, and it's a bit frightening. *grins* Sounds like you've been having a fun couple days, out of curiosity, how'd the marshmellow fluff and vegetable oil and chocolate and ice cream get there? And what is marshmellow fluff? Mmm, water. Wish firemen near me were that cool.

Oh! and:

*pokes* WRITE *pokes* WRITE *pokes*

Now go write!

chapstick_lamp August 13 2006, 16:16:25 UTC

Marshmallow fluff is a TOOL OF THE DEVIL! It's like, creamed marshmallows. Somewhere between the consistency of peanut butter and whipped cream. At camp we did this thing called "Messy Olympics" or something where we had to do all these relay races having to do with some form of ice cream/sugary topping. And at the end the firetrucks came. Teh awesome. Yas. Unfortunately I won't be able to do that again anytime soon. The firemen came from Greenwich. 3 hours away. Blehhhh.

...Er, yes, writing. I had an idea in the shower this morning for a weird surrealist/horror/mystery story. Involving murder, fortune-tellers, hares, and hairs. Maybe you'll read it someday if it's not too weird. >>;