Dear _____,
We stopped by to fuck you, but you didn't answer the door. Therefore you are gay.

This is Pritchard. Aka, the 'real hood'. Here, white people are either endangered or extinct ( Read more... )

Will is sitting at the table with us. He grins and proffers his everlasting friendship in exchange for the renouncement of my alledged worship of false gods. He leans forward confidentially and, in a voice barely above a whisper, asks me if I'm a homosexual ( Read more... )

*ahem*
I might be in jazz band next year. I was going to ask Mr. Whatshisface if he needed another piano player, and then he pops the question.
(Of course. I'd be delighted.)

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God save the Queen.
She's a funky machine
She sleeps all day, to no avail,
and rocks the night away.

Hey.

Grr.
Shun the nonbeliever.
Happy Early Singles Awareness Day, peoples.
uuuummmm, RLST interview on the 15th, oh joy oh joy...
No bigoting allowed.
Death Note kicks ass. Go L

I love it, I really do. I just wish I were better at it.
My god.
On a side note, I still haven't found my keys. I was supposed to talk to Andrea about it, but it kept *slipping* my mind.

Um...

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I remember a time when junkies would cross the street, avoiding hooker mimes and sixteen wheelers filled with Jello mix, to shake my hand and ask me to reevaluate my life. I've been thinking lately *haha* and realized that I'm waaay to subjective of other people. Even if I don't know them, I can feel a certain way towards certain people. Which is ( Read more... )