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Oct 16, 2006 04:25

My occupation of LJ is kind of getting to be like herpes. I pop up randomly, just long enough to be itchy and annoying, and then I go back into dormancy.

Yes, I did just compare myself to an STD ( Read more... )

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anonymous October 16 2006, 10:15:26 UTC
Glad to know you're still alive. :P

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slumber October 16 2006, 10:16:04 UTC
Sorry, this is Evy. :|

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ginevieve October 17 2006, 15:19:00 UTC
Aww, for a minute there, I thought I was being stalked by an anonymous lover.

Oh well. Being stalked by an Evy is OBVIOUSLY far better. ;) Delighted to see you too, darling.

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she_who_dares October 16 2006, 10:38:11 UTC
GINAAAAAAA! I was wondering where you'd gone off to! Good job I didn't send a card to your apartment in Bryan, eh? ;) Will you be sticking around?

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ginevieve October 17 2006, 15:17:20 UTC
Good job indeed! Although the post office has been good about forwarding all my mail, so I probably would have gotten it... eventually. :P

I'm going to try to not disappear again - no plans to move anywhere in the near future, so I can't use that as an excuse. ;) What can I say? I miss you guys if I'm away TOO long.

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theroutineriot October 16 2006, 18:20:03 UTC
While you were gone, I got what I've always wanted. AND I STILL HAVE IT. It's amazing.

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ginevieve October 17 2006, 15:14:42 UTC
<3! Ravie, m'love, I couldn't be happier for you.

(And yes, I've read back through your lj entries, and there was much happy squeeing for you.)

Enjoy him, sweetheart, you deserve it. *smooch*

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theroutineriot October 23 2006, 04:55:58 UTC
I didn't get birthday greetings, either. You obviously hate me. :(

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ginevieve October 28 2006, 13:15:57 UTC
:P I don't suppose I can get away with blaming all my missed birthdays on Semagic, can I?

I am sorry, love, but I'm absolutely horrible with birthdays. Very few actually stick in my mind, unles someone else mentions them first (like Rice's) or it's got a special day (like Rooney's - July 4th).

So a VERY belated and VERY happy birthday, Jess. If you would like a gift of alcohol (or something else, since I realise not everyone is an alcoholic like me) just let me know.

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lindsical October 17 2006, 13:03:20 UTC
WTH is my birthday greeting?

And also... your earrings have been finished for AGES.

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ginevieve October 17 2006, 15:11:57 UTC
zzzomg Semagic so did not show your birthday with the other ones. wtf Semagic?

okay, now that I'm OFFICIALLY the lamest fucking internet friend EVER. THE happiest birthday to you, Linds, and if I ever become not-broke again (which isn't bloody likely, but hey, I can dream) I promise to send you a bottle of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. and for once, I'll actually send it, instead of just saying I will and then forgetting for like a trillion months. I swear on my most prized possession - Tim's penis. :D

if you wait a day or two, I'll post my new addy under an f-locked post.

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polar_star October 17 2006, 17:50:02 UTC
Short of it being my ultimate dream career, I always care zilch for my jobs. I notice the less you care, the more you enjoy it. That doesn't just apply to jobs, either. I had a cousin who always came over to my house, and would drive me insane. I noticed later that if I stopped trying to control him, he was actually entertaining. He's only annoying if you let him be ;)

Congrats on snatching Tim up again! Oooh, but we simply must get you two out of those hick digs and into a big, funky city where the alcohol is free-flowing and the sexy shinenegans are so in your face you can smell them.

And HOLY SHIOTE SEX GODDESS, he BROKE skin?! Well, such SECKS MASTERY comes with consequence sometimes ;) *kisses it better*

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ginevieve October 21 2006, 14:30:57 UTC
*cackles* The breaking of skin is by far not the worst sexual wound I've incurred -- there's been a few times I've had bite marks that didn't heal for weeks. ;) He's a naughty boy, that one.

And I would LOVE to get out of these hick digs, but alas, Tim is a farmboy. So the best I can hope for is a nice, long vacation somewhere fast-paced and alcohol saturated.

I've come to the conclusion that unless I have a job that will let me sit around all day, play on the computer, and bullshit with all my friends, all WITHOUT doing any actual work, I'm always going to hate my job. Oh well. :P

*gropes you for good measure*

Missed you, shexxy.

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