*sigh* Feel the love. BE the love. Become one. with. the love.

ladyoboe:
mustang_girl14: you are from Satan himself
ladyoboe: I am
ladyoboe: I am spawn of Satan
ladyoboe: and I am here to torment you
ladyoboe: and tease you
ladyoboe: and demand updates so that the world may be blessed with your writing
ladyoboe: and make you laugh
ladyoboe: and make me laugh
ladyoboe: and have fun
ladyoboe: and recite monty python
ladyoboe: (which we havent done in AGES...)
ladyoboe: and
ladyoboe: most of all
ladyoboe: to be your Psychically Connected Twin
ladyoboe: *sigh*
ladyoboe: feel the love.
ladyoboe: I may be Spawn of Satan
ladyoboe: but I have feelings too
mustang_girl14: rotgdflmfao
mustang_girl14: that is so going in my journal RIGHT NOW
ladyoboe: And now back to my regularly scheduled editing...
mustang_girl14: *snuggles you*
mustang_girl14: I wuff you
ladyoboe: *is snuggled*
mustang_girl14: lol
ladyoboe: I wuff you too
mustang_girl14: thank you Captain Obvious.
ladyoboe: *feels warm and gushy moment*
mustang_girl14: "look, I am sitting"
mustang_girl14: "look, I'm typing a message"
ladyoboe: *realizes warm and gushy is actually in pants*
mustang_girl14: "look, I'm sending a message"
ladyoboe: "look, i'm reading a message"
mustang_girl14: "look, I am INSANELY GROSSED OUT"
ladyoboe: lmfao
mustang_girl14: go back to coma you
mustang_girl14:
ladyoboe: oh, gads, thats right, this is coma
ladyoboe: i forget what its called
ladyoboe: updates are so few and far between, ya know
mustang_girl14:
ladyoboe:
mustang_girl14: you are so asking for it you know
ladyoboe: i know
mustang_girl14: BOOM! TO THE MOON!
ladyoboe: and you're still talking to me
mustang_girl14:
mustang_girl14:
ladyoboe: was taht face on FIRE?
mustang_girl14:
ladyoboe: DUDE
ladyoboe: if you keep talking to me i cant get back to coma
ladyoboe: and you cant put all this in your LJ
mustang_girl14:
mustang_girl14:
mustang_girl14: ROTFL

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I have to stop watching this SG-1 music video, because Teal'C makes me so sad I want to cry.

*stabs self repeatedly*

PS.

http://www.stargatesg1.org.uk/Tribute.mov

*is linking you so you can stab yourself repeatedly too*

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Is almost 4am and I can't sleep.

(also knows that above sentence will tick B2 off immensely. Decides to leave everything as is. *grin*)

Am going to go watch The Jeff Corwin Experience because EEEE! Jeff.

*ERG*!#@$_@!$*!@_@$*~)@!#~!

I. am having. the worst. possible. morning. EVER. *eye twitches*

Fist off I turn on my computer earlier this afternoon to discover all my programs are no longer opened. "Strange," I think, "I don't remember closing out of everything." A power outage, I conclude, not without a good degree of aggravation.

Then, I go to log BACK into LiveJournal to discover that my keyboard is not. working. "Great," I think, "Whatever happened to all my programs affected my keyboard, too!" This, NOT being the FIRST time my keyboard has DONE THIS. FRUSTRATED, I try to get on yahoo to see if anyone is on-line, and my internet decides it TOO is going to cease to exist. Angry now, I restart my machine and leave the room.

Next, I go looking for my mother. She is nowhere to be found inside the house, so I figure she must be out in the garden. So I decide to sit down at the piano and practice a little before my lessons today and wait for her to come in. A half hour passes, I realize I'm probably going to be late for my lessons, and my mother is still nowhere to be seen. *eye twitches again*

So I go outside and look for her. Nothing. I look up all three flights of stairs again. Nothing. I redo everything a second time, this time calling her name. Still nothing. The car is in the garage, so she couldn't have gone anywhere. So I have to call and cancel my piano lessons today, explaining that I've LOST MY MOTHER and am not leaving until I can FIND her (to which Hendrika was totally understanding, thank goodness).

I call Sandy to see if she knows where mom is and she's not home, so I leave a message, pull on some shoes and go looking around our entire property calling out for my mother.

WHERE ON EARTH HAS SHE GONE? It's almost been an hour and a half since I started my search, and I have not seen or heard ANYTHING. I'm starting to FLIP OUT. I'm calling neighbors and friends and I'm getting nothing. WHERE IS MY MOTHER?

So finally, frustrated and worried out of my mind, I rip my old keyboard out of my computer (after realizing the reboot did NOTHING), get out my OLDER keyboard and plug it back in, and viola, here I am.

I swear, if I don't hear anything from my mother in the next half hour, I'm calling the police.

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/End worried out of my mind moment

Mother has been found.

Sound? What sound? I don't hear any sound...

NOTHING ON THIS FRICKIN' COMPUTER WORKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGH!

*throws machine out the window, runs downstairs and takes a baseball bat to its shattered remains, picks up a blow torch and burns the living hell out of it, and stomps on it a couple times*

....Sorry, I just needed to RANT. I'm okay now, really. I'll be fine once I can get myself to release this baseball bat...

I love my scottish hobbit and my smot poking elf.

( Hobbits? FOUR Hobbits? What business brings you to these parts? )

Quiz time baybee...

Since I haven't done one in a while...

( Lots of fun, confusing, hilarious, or all of the above quizzes... )