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And I think...it was back there somewhere...
August 16th, 2007 
Stephen purple

It's been nine weeks since you people have had the pleasure of ignoring my last entry, so I figured I'd update—give you more material to skim when there's not any hott-pr0n (as all the cool kids say now) to read.

List of random things I've discovered:

+Scissor Sisters—I WUV YOUUUUU. I've only heard a few songs but I've been flailing to them all, in what would be called the 'white girl mating dance...festival...ritual...what the hell, where are her arms going, oh shit that can't be safe!'

+A program that slapped my ho of a computer into submission, allowing me to watch the videos I've downloaded.

+Stephen Colbert's Americone Dream: Oh, Stephen, you will be getting a lot of my mother's hard-earned cash for your puny little bucket of pure sex...and caramel...ooooh, the caramel...

+The love that is a printer/scanner/copier. Oooh, how I love you too, Photoshop.

Things I've rediscovered/never forgotten:

+My dad's an ass.

+OMG, looking at old family photos, teh fook, what was I thinking getting that hair-cut?

+Little Miss Sunshine and

+Expecting. I strayed when I left for a while. The last chapter I had read before today had been 6, I am now caught up. Yeys.

+My muse, I've been writing like crazy these last few days.

+SUM 41, I love your new CD. *strokes it lovingly*

Ramble: *dances* I'm pondering actually putting up the first chapter of my story, Of Cigarettes and Scum, maybe I will, maybe I won't—you never know with me. I don't even know, with me, so good luck yourselves. I go back to school in two weeks, and oh, what a blast it shall be. Hormones and gaggles and cliques and HIGH SCHOOL. Yes, I know I'm just so well behaved and just overall completely awesome for my age that it comes as a surprise, but this year I will be a "fish", freshman, thing-to-throw-shit-at. Whatever, I can handle that, though I'm expecting my first day to be the equivalent of Jon's in FTANH (random reference, FTW). Being as I'm apparently the only bi, the only person-in-general who is under 5 ft. tall, and the only person who owns a shirt that has "w00t" proudly printed on the front in my school, I am often subjected to trash-cans, locker fronts, random pick-up-and-twirl-the-weird-girl-over-your-head-let's-make-a-game-out-of-it-too-what-the-hell-why-not, for no reason. Ooooh, what a fun fun fun fun day (YEAR. FUCK IT, LET'S MAKE IT WORSE AND CUT TO THE CHASE: FOUR YEARS. FOUR YEARS OF HELL) it will be.

Also? I HAVE CHOCOLATE! HAH! And I have "Filthy/Gorgeous" on repeat! Oooh, how I love the flamboyant little prancing gay men, yes I do. Aaand if anyone was partially interested I'm in the process of writing 5 fics. At once. Oooh, how my brain hurts with ideas xD

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