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Sep. 6th, 2003 10:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So the parentals were visiting a relative, and now they're back, and Dad's had a little wine, and he stands behind me watching me play Collapse. I explain it to him. Great. Fine. He starts saying such things as "there's three white ones there." The entire fucking screen is covered in blocks. I have no idea what he's talking about. So, y'know. Yeah. Thanks, dad.
Yawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn. Am tired. Red satin shirt arrived, and it's so like the one I used to have. Which was why I bid on it in the first place. And nobody else bid on the boy's present, which is a very good thing.
But just reminded me that tomorrow is the seventh. Fuckweasels. I think I will need to get out of the house. Was mum's birthday, see.
Yawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn. Am tired. Red satin shirt arrived, and it's so like the one I used to have. Which was why I bid on it in the first place. And nobody else bid on the boy's present, which is a very good thing.
But just reminded me that tomorrow is the seventh. Fuckweasels. I think I will need to get out of the house. Was mum's birthday, see.
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Date: 2003-09-06 02:59 pm (UTC)We will bring back some karma. Nice karma. Nice slashy karma.