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So, usually, I get out the ol' steno pad and I start writing my brief witticisms (or banterings, whatever) on it. Then I fold it in half with the other, oh, 6 or so, shove it in my bag and take it on home to 'copy and post' on LJ and Myspace. Does this ever happen? Not often. I'm waaaay behind on the posting ( Read more... )

I'm a myspace whore. 
I want to do a myspace blog. 
But I can't. 
Because it won't let me in. 
So here I am, kidlets!
*loves*

Tonight was awesomely amazing!.

Clair

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Boys are horrible.

It's sad, when in order to pack for a vacation... you must do so with the utmost caution.  Seriously.  Jesus H. Christ.  It's all about making sure that nothing, absolutely nothing looks like it could possibly have been packed with malicious intent.  The razors aren't on the shaver, they're still safely tucked in their own little container.  The ( Read more... )