Fortunately, I have no milkshake. (Nor a yard, come to think of it.) What would I need to have to bring all the girls to my flat? *waves coffee around?*
Oooh, now we're talking! Mmmm, redheaded lasses with accents ... *drool*
(Heh. "Why do you want to move to Scotland?" "Well, I like the landscapes, and the fact that there's no university fees, so I can take some classes after work, and also I have this thing for redhaired women. Also, accents.")
Y'know, now that I have a job, I really really want to write an "honest resume". (Skills: Porn! Also, messing about with PhotoShop.")(Actually, that last one is applicable to the new job, as I'll be doing customer support for Adobe.)
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(Despite feeling like utter shite, I'm currently very happy with my body. Don't mind me.)
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...
Damn, doesn't work.
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*ponders*
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*continues to sulk, and ponder making her recent virginities-are-a-gift comment into a t-shirt*
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And hey, it'd make a great coffee mug!
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Feh. *puts "get laid" on her To Do list*
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(I'm too young to be away from my mum! Wah!)
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(You'll be fine, sweetie, I promise you will.)
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(Heh. "Why do you want to move to Scotland?" "Well, I like the landscapes, and the fact that there's no university fees, so I can take some classes after work, and also I have this thing for redhaired women. Also, accents.")
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And yes, lots of them!
(<g> Scotland should suit you.)
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Mmm. Pizza. I should get breakfast, I think.
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And, dammit!