perhaps salsa at midnight is a bad idea
Nov. 2nd, 2004 05:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyStuff for me to look up tomorrow when the library's stupid freakin' system might be working. [I now take back all good things I EVER said about their 'upgrade'... They promised me so much, and gave me so little. ;_;
Double Shot (Goldy Bear Culinary Mysteries) & Dead Man's Bones
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melancholy_kat Best not let Princi, should she ever get her overly pale doll-arse here, ever see that stuff. She'd whine, she'd cry, and she'd call Cass over here so fast my head would spin completely off my neck. I think. For now, I'd do those things anyway. :p
Speaking of which, Cass was scared by Alice. She who willingly bought Living Dead Dolls, was scared of Alice. Dude, those LDD? Creeeeeepy. I kept them in their box [the one they were shipped in], under a pile of books, a towel and some other stuff just so I could forget their creeeeeepy-ness was in Bob's room. Now I'd have fashioned a coffin for them, thrown 'em in, locked 'em up with chains I'd pretend were silver and crosses from here to lord knows where [hello, Catholic children have numerous crosses if they've gone though confirmation and um... them other fun things.] and had an Anita moment.
Ick. I hate it when my right foot twitches all involuntarily like. Especially if the other foot is there and can feel how weird it is.
sigh. collllllld. should sleep so I can wake up for voting. come today, princi! though tomorrow works too, since it'll be a weird sleep day, I think.
dammit. now I want a Nero so I can buy her wigs and she can be my schizophrenic doll. mmm.
bad, impy. no cookie for you. no cookie!
Double Shot (Goldy Bear Culinary Mysteries) & Dead Man's Bones
melancholy_kat Best not let Princi, should she ever get her overly pale doll-arse here, ever see that stuff. She'd whine, she'd cry, and she'd call Cass over here so fast my head would spin completely off my neck. I think. For now, I'd do those things anyway. :pSpeaking of which, Cass was scared by Alice. She who willingly bought Living Dead Dolls, was scared of Alice. Dude, those LDD? Creeeeeepy. I kept them in their box [the one they were shipped in], under a pile of books, a towel and some other stuff just so I could forget their creeeeeepy-ness was in Bob's room. Now I'd have fashioned a coffin for them, thrown 'em in, locked 'em up with chains I'd pretend were silver and crosses from here to lord knows where [hello, Catholic children have numerous crosses if they've gone though confirmation and um... them other fun things.] and had an Anita moment.
Ick. I hate it when my right foot twitches all involuntarily like. Especially if the other foot is there and can feel how weird it is.
sigh. collllllld. should sleep so I can wake up for voting. come today, princi! though tomorrow works too, since it'll be a weird sleep day, I think.
dammit. now I want a Nero so I can buy her wigs and she can be my schizophrenic doll. mmm.
bad, impy. no cookie for you. no cookie!
