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impy...The headache continues.
Also, much drama everywhere. Why do people feel the need to constantly add more drama to things? I swear. Luckily, this go round I can just kind of sit back and look, though not really laugh.
If you spend 300+ on something someone has made, you get the right to bitch if they misled you. You just... do.
Yay, Pullip drama. Only... not. Vague
I'm hungry. Though I sincerely doubt there's anything really all that munchable in the house. There's popcorn, and I'm debating the merits of it. And... I could have a sammich. That might be best. *muse* Finished reading SVU: Face It and...whatthefuzzy? Whenever Jessica went and got 'mature' she also lost her ability to plan evil plots. So that's how they killed it, eh? To lead into the Elizabeth mini, anyway. And then that killed it dead. Sigh. Started to read one of the SVU lurve diaries, but my brain exploded, so I switched to Every Boy's Got One by Meg Cabot, which Mom picked up for whatever reason. Tis cute.
La. Cold. Need to address the letter to Ryan, wait until the sun starts to rise and head out to the mailbox. Bah.
You know what's really annoying? My brother spent the week at a beach house. How fair is that?
Off to forage for food.
Also, much drama everywhere. Why do people feel the need to constantly add more drama to things? I swear. Luckily, this go round I can just kind of sit back and look, though not really laugh.
If you spend 300+ on something someone has made, you get the right to bitch if they misled you. You just... do.
Yay, Pullip drama. Only... not. Vague
I'm hungry. Though I sincerely doubt there's anything really all that munchable in the house. There's popcorn, and I'm debating the merits of it. And... I could have a sammich. That might be best. *muse* Finished reading SVU: Face It and...whatthefuzzy? Whenever Jessica went and got 'mature' she also lost her ability to plan evil plots. So that's how they killed it, eh? To lead into the Elizabeth mini, anyway. And then that killed it dead. Sigh. Started to read one of the SVU lurve diaries, but my brain exploded, so I switched to Every Boy's Got One by Meg Cabot, which Mom picked up for whatever reason. Tis cute.
La. Cold. Need to address the letter to Ryan, wait until the sun starts to rise and head out to the mailbox. Bah.
You know what's really annoying? My brother spent the week at a beach house. How fair is that?
Off to forage for food.
