Isolated Blurt Thread

[bluebell]

Lightbulbs are insolent. I would say they must be put to death, but that's just the problem, see? They want to die like little lemmings all at the same time and I want them to keeeeeeeep livvvvvvvvvvvinnnnnnng.

I can't believe I have to go to that thing tomorrow. Gah. Chili and cider? How can that be a good combination??

"Oh dear god. Where's the shredder?" - My boss ( )

I've been using my tall friends for evil Tall-People Tasks a lot lately.
Thank goodness they like me. And that, for weird and inexplicable reasons, they have mounds of the type of batteries that smoke detectors take.

Also, Atlanta??!
Fuk.
(Be brave. Drop the "c".)

 

[McKenna]

Why the fuck do I have showtunes stuck in my head?!

I blame Throbbs!!!

 

[The_Fool]

Why the fuck do I have showtunes stuck in my head?!

I blame Throbbs!!!

I am trying to come up with something dirty I can write from this blurt....


*pondering*

 

[Samandiriel]

I miss your breath against my cheek when you're sleeping.

 

[togitc]

She asked me out to the movies.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Oh yay, another day.

 

[slyc_willie]

Oh yay, another day.

And another day to smile.

there's always a reason.

 

[Gi_Venus]

oh crap it is 2:30AM how did it get so late? I need to go to bed!

 

[togitc]

oh crap it is 2:30AM how did it get so late? I need to go to bed!

Ah, you are on the east coast too?

Damn, how many eastern people are there here?

 

[damppanties]

My hands are freezing.

 

[starrkers]

I wish that storm would actually break.

 

[togitc]

Blurt 1:
I just broke 12k on my NaNoWriMo... stupid real world getting in the way.

Blurt 2:
Starrkers, I like your voice. Maybe one of these days I'll get brave enough to post my own sound bite. Translation: HOW DO I WORK THIS STUPID MIC!

Blurt 3:
I'm going to the write-in tomorrow, dammit! I should go to bed now.

 

[MrsDeathlynx]

My best friend from high school who graduated a year before me just got a hold of me through myspace!

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

It would be really nice that if, instead of being a complete fucking cow, you could think 'oh look, N is ill, im not going to send her out in that weather to do something that i could very well do myself if i thought for a second about getting off my ass.'

screw you.

 

[togitc]

Night folks, I'm going to bed like I should have done 2 hours ago.

 

[scheherazade_79]

Night, Togitc

 

[scheherazade_79]

I'm thinking it must be leg-waxing time again... I've just had a tractor driven over my legs by a 2 and a half year old, who informed me he was 'cutting the grass'.

 

[Chantilyvamp]

Oh yay, another day.

 

[maggot420]

I'm thinking it must be leg-waxing time again... I've just had a tractor driven over my legs by a 2 and a half year old, who informed me he was 'cutting the grass'.

http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m72/harryleg/cuttinggrass.jpg

 

[Guest]

my eldest - - - is the future real?
vana's daughter - - - my mummy says it's entire up to us

 

[feeeriek]

my eldest - - - is the future real?
vana's daughter - - - my mummy says it's entire up to us

oooh tacklehugsmooches

 

[Vermilion]

Jen - try www.alluc.org and www.tv-links.co.uk


both still working last time I tried (about a week ago)

x
V

 

[Gi_Venus]

Ah, you are on the east coast too?

Damn, how many eastern people are there here?

a plethora *grin* it is a grand scheme to populate the world. Oh...um....I cannot populate anymore.....oh pooh! *sulk* so much for contributing to the grand cause.

 

[Vermilion]

a plethora *grin* it is a grand scheme to populate the world. Oh...um....I cannot populate anymore.....oh pooh! *sulk* so much for contributing to the grand cause.

You'll just have to go evangelistic and convert instead

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

I'm thinking it must be leg-waxing time again... I've just had a tractor driven over my legs by a 2 and a half year old, who informed me he was 'cutting the grass'.

You are an amazingly useful and versatile individual: In the last such report your head provided an ideal obstacle against which to stage an early morning train wreck. This time you're a hayfield ready for harvest . . .