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oh kirsten
Sep. 26th, 2009 02:30 pmG'ah. I feel sick. Like I'm going to hurl. I don't know whether it's a hunger thing (possible) or if I'm just pissed the hell off. It's kind of the same feeling at this point.
So. In AG land, they're archiving Kirsten now. The fuckers are archiving my second in command. Which pisses me right off because dude. I wanted to hold onto my holiday pay a little longer, but the memory of Sam's archival and the way it went so badly for me made it so that I snapped up what I wanted most. Yeah. I played right into their little hands, but dude. I'm so sick of ebay. In the end, it'll bite them in the ass as it's killing my AG love.
But what's ticking me off even more isthat I cannot control other people and make them react the way I want them to that no one cares. "Kirsten? Meh. She didn't sell worth a damn anyway. At least it ain't Addy."
Fuck your Addy. Well. Not really. She's lovely and I have nothing against her. Just the people who utter such things around me at the moment.
At least, for one shining moment before he was distracted, Widge offered me the closest thing I got to the reaction I wanted. Wide eyes and then, "Why are they getting rid of her? She looks awesome. What'd you get her?"
If you need me, I'll be putting my inner child to sleep now. She's a bit overly theatrical at the moment. And, I must admit, more than a little giddy about getting shiny things sometime soon.
Bitty of the Corn! Or, possibly, Bitty of the Damned.
Which is on its way to my house for some reason. I didn't buy it. It's not mine. But I guess I'm... holding her for a friend until said friend wants her shipped there? Dunno. But try saying Bitty of the Corn and see if you don't find yourself at least smirking.
So. In AG land, they're archiving Kirsten now. The fuckers are archiving my second in command. Which pisses me right off because dude. I wanted to hold onto my holiday pay a little longer, but the memory of Sam's archival and the way it went so badly for me made it so that I snapped up what I wanted most. Yeah. I played right into their little hands, but dude. I'm so sick of ebay. In the end, it'll bite them in the ass as it's killing my AG love.
But what's ticking me off even more is
Fuck your Addy. Well. Not really. She's lovely and I have nothing against her. Just the people who utter such things around me at the moment.
At least, for one shining moment before he was distracted, Widge offered me the closest thing I got to the reaction I wanted. Wide eyes and then, "Why are they getting rid of her? She looks awesome. What'd you get her?"
If you need me, I'll be putting my inner child to sleep now. She's a bit overly theatrical at the moment. And, I must admit, more than a little giddy about getting shiny things sometime soon.
Bitty of the Corn! Or, possibly, Bitty of the Damned.
Which is on its way to my house for some reason. I didn't buy it. It's not mine. But I guess I'm... holding her for a friend until said friend wants her shipped there? Dunno. But try saying Bitty of the Corn and see if you don't find yourself at least smirking.
