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• Have 826 new emails. Dear lord.
• Also have developed the nasty [?] habit of scrounging friends' friends pages and adding anyone who sounds vaguely interesting as friend. Am up to nearly 60 friends now. Suck so very hard.
• Think am coming down with bronchitis. Motherfucker. This is so not the right time. Fuck that, it's never the right time. Hate this. Thought was over whole thing. Apparently not. Apparently, even though sinuses have been infection-free for nearly year now, even though nose is so free can actually breathe properly, bronchitis is still semi-regular occurance. Remember, kids, breathing is priviledge, not right. Ugh.
• Quote:

  And Chris Carter has almost made it through another week without me having to bomb FOX headquarters. (Disclaimer: I wouldn't *really* do this. I just enjoy yelling at the television.)
  (Molly; LJ)

• Have real coffee, as opposed to 'mild' crap have been drinking for the past 2 months. Bliss.
• Quotes:

  Hrm. Am I calling a kittycat or begging for sex? The world may never know.
  (Tri; AIM)

  Meep! Will you please tell Al Gore that he is not Kurt Cobain, and therefore should not try to sing 'Come As You Are'?
  (Tri; AIM)

• M. has just received booklet entitled 'Straight Talking'. Am highly amused.
• Apparently, SidMuse has run off with Tri's TrentMuse, and JohnnyMuse has kidnapped Tri's SidMuse. The fucking fuck?
• Tri is the devil. Johnny + lipstick = guh!
• There are too many bleedin' research institutes in UK! Have been filing invoices for hours now. Effing.

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Am lusting after goth clothes with Tri. Grooooowwwwl. Need credit card so can order bunch of stuff. Like, before NY. Want:

1. This corset.
2. And this.
3. Also this.
4. Oooooh!
5. Shorts!
6. This lovely vinyl skirt.
7. And of course all of this. Especially the tigh-high boots. And the baby shirt, b/c I'll think of someone to give it to, I swear I will. And I really wanted these, but they seem to be out of stock. :(

Had no idea could actuallylust after clothes, let alone shoes/boots. But ... GUH!

So here's the outfit I'd dearly love to wear to go out in London: these boots, fishnets, this skirt, this top, these gloves, a bunch of spikeys, chokers and other assorted stuff, plus of course freshly-dyed hair. *whimper* Must get off arse and aqcuire credit card.

Aaand Tri is the devil:

*parting image* Sid in those thigh-highs.

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Anyone know how long it takes to get a credit card over here? Steve? Wondering if I could buy stuff before London ...

Hmpf

<<127 women agreed with you, and chose "Johnny Rotten" as the best sex option of all time.>>

Random announcement

I love Tri. She's always on when it's morning over here, until it's about 10-11ish. She's there when I want to bitch about something, or just generally goof around, and giggle. She has links to cool clothes shops. She's quote-worthy. She gets me through my day. :)