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Jan. 10th, 2005 01:59 pm... *grabs a pillow to muffle her screams*
That's it. I either need to anti-bitch, or kill someone. My right arm feels like I've got a hole in it [a giant hole with pain radiating] and Ryan was online and left in record time. damn it. He'll spend all night RPing, but I appear and he has to go? ARGH. That's so. Annoying.
He's getting the you suck postcard.
That's it. I either need to anti-bitch, or kill someone. My right arm feels like I've got a hole in it [a giant hole with pain radiating] and Ryan was online and left in record time. damn it. He'll spend all night RPing, but I appear and he has to go? ARGH. That's so. Annoying.
He's getting the you suck postcard.