Easily Amused Girl strikes again

This amuses me to no end. Click on the two 'short stories'. I larfed my arse orff.

We could be heroes

I have an official secret identity:

Easily Amused Girl, and her quickly-distracted sidekick The Bouncer.

This is what we do in chat at 6:30 AM. Weeee!

Note to self

Join this once the new layout is in effect.

This is me

I'm a passive bitch who will rather lose friends than instignate a confrontation. I do not do that empathy thing, I can't, I'm too fucked-up myself and I've just not been around other people enough, people I was close to, to be able to understand other people and their feelings. I'm so fucking scared of hurting people's feelings I'll shut up and suck up and end up hurting them by doing that and fuck fuck fuck, fuckyou!

I'm not anybody's friend. Let alone best friend. I'm too cowardish for that; friendship makes you vulnerable and I'll rather be alone than hurt.

Actual entry about this might follow. For now, this needed out so I can go do other things. I'll prolly regret everything I just said, but it needed out. Don't take it too personal or serious. This is a very hurt, angry and wanting to scream me speaking.

Oi.

The hurt and anger are gone for now, but I still feel like taking a baseball bat and beating things up. It's more of a "Weee! Fun! Things go BOOM" thing now, though. I blame Fred.

I also feel like swearing quite a lot. Fuck, fuck, fuckety fuck de fucker-fuck. That feels good. Bloody freaking shithead hempfiends of dume! Also fun. Maybe I need to start hanging out with my more behaved well-muses. That would be, um ... Harry? Draco? Anyone? Bueller? Anyone?