November 24th, 2002

I can fly!

Ouch.

Ouch. Ouch. Walking should be even less fun today, thank god I don't have to do it for a while. Ouch. Ouch. *Ouch*.

Extraordinary how many people couldn't sleep last night. ~hugs and lullabies to all~

I should imagine I won't get to find out about those text messages for some time today, and the suspense will be relatively unbearable. But very probably I will have an excelsis and spiky things to take my mind off it.

Heh. I always give people a way out, when they've been talking to me when they're drunk.
I guess knowing you didn't really know what you were talking about or that you didn't really know what *I* was talking about was what made it ok in the first place.
I don't know.

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  • Current Music
    'QED', Human League.
(I've tried patience)

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Bah. Blasted parents, always out to wreck my happiness. Ah well, they've gone now.

~sigh~ Ah well. Time for some belated moping, I guess.

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  • Current Music
    "Anybody who is anybody will soon walk through that door..."
(I've tried patience)

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Miaow. ~waves~ Still here, still alive, just about. ~smile~

Worried though. Worried I've overstepped some invisible boundary. Meep. I do this so often, and nobody ever tells me where the invisible boundaries are...~sigh~
It's particularly annoying when people fall over onto the invisible boundaries and move them.
ANYway. ~sigh~ Never mind.

nisaba...
.... . . . . . question mark.

Sleepykitten. Sleep soon. Sleep good. As you can probably tell from the no sense this post makes. ~kittencollapse~

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  • Current Music
    'Kiss', London After Midnight.