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[May. 18th, 2009|07:06 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | Deep Inside Of You, Third Eye Blind | ] |
Ah, it must be assignment time; I feel like I'm getting a cold.
-Mmaster |
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| You bend your words like Uri Gellar's spoons... |
[May. 18th, 2009|09:28 pm] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | Inside, Toad The Wet Sprocket | ] |
Quotes from the weekend:
Faith was telling me about a conversation Chris had with his uncle when he was quite young:
Uncle: Would you like apple juice or orange juice?
Chris: I'm not quite sure.
Uncle: Chris, the questions are going to get progressively harder.
Will, on his present from Demi and Morgan: Oh God, I have a hookah!
Morgan, meanwhile, was being generically sleazy, though nothing particularly specific. They were playing some fighting game, and he demanded "equations" - Morgan-ese for big breasted females, since he's such an engineering student that he watches the game and mentally starts calculating the equations used to give the breasts their bounce. *shakes head*
Sigh.
-Mmaster |
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