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 Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 1:17 pm
I know! And I pretty much live off of cereal ;_;
But it's kinda sorta raining relentlessly outside so maybe groceries can wait until tomorrow in between classes >.>
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 1:30 pm
I'll paint you mornings of gold,
I'll spin you Valentine evenings...Oh yeah. I would hate for any boxed stuff you buy to get soggy. confused
Lawl. My dad and I just got done having a conversation about my mother and how she never seems to appreciate anything him and I do while she's away.
He got done telling me that one time, when she was out of town, long before I was even thought of, he had retextured the house and cleaned it so it was spick and span. She comes home, looks around and takes her finger to the top of a picture frame, sees dust and tells him, "You missed that." Though we're strangers till now,
We're choosing a path between the stars.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 1:42 pm
Oh wow. I believe it's safe to say, 'what a b***h'?
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 1:56 pm
Hello PEOPLE! *Float-huggles everyone in thread*
*Glances at previous posts* I can safely say that I would NOT like to know that woman. I think she may have some problems. confused
"OH $#!+ What a b***h quick Magenta, flip the switch."
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 2:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 2:59 pm
*Leaps onto then huggles till nearly unconcious* BASS! I've been so LONELY! There hasn't been anyone in here for hours.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 3:05 pm
*is bowled over* Hi Kusa
xd
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 3:08 pm
How is the Bass' day going? Well I hope? Aretoo just got home and we are watching my Favorite episode of Samurai Jack.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 3:28 pm
Bass is skyping Pickles at the moment. whee
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 4:04 pm
I'll paint you mornings of gold,
I'll spin you Valentine evenings...Yeah... My mom is pretty a**l about cleaning. My dad wants to say it's the way she was brought up. She doesn't like dusting with JUST a feather duster or taking a cloth and wiping things down.
No! Ohhh no. She has to do BOTH. There's some wood in the house that's not meant to be wiped down with Windex (which is what she uses).
She berated me the other day about not doing that.
Another story dad told me: When he had installed the light in the kitchen (again, before I was even thought of), a lot of junk from the attic came falling into the house and coated everything with dust. He went through the house and cleaned EVERYTHING. Mom comes home, looks around and goes, "Huh, more light."
stare
@Kusa: Funny thing, my mom is pleasant to strangers and people who aren't family. I mean, for heaven's sake, she EXPECTS dinner to be on the table when she gets home. The majority of the time, my dad and I have no idea as to what we want for dinner, so she comes home all grouchy. Though we're strangers till now,
We're choosing a path between the stars.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 4:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 4:27 pm
Chexley I'll paint you mornings of gold,
I'll spin you Valentine evenings...Yeah... My mom is pretty a**l about cleaning. My dad wants to say it's the way she was brought up. She doesn't like dusting with JUST a feather duster or taking a cloth and wiping things down.
No! Ohhh no. She has to do BOTH. There's some wood in the house that's not meant to be wiped down with Windex (which is what she uses).
She berated me the other day about not doing that.
Another story dad told me: When he had installed the light in the kitchen (again, before I was even thought of), a lot of junk from the attic came falling into the house and coated everything with dust. He went through the house and cleaned EVERYTHING. Mom comes home, looks around and goes, "Huh, more light."
stare
@Kusa: Funny thing, my mom is pleasant to strangers and people who aren't family. I mean, for heaven's sake, she EXPECTS dinner to be on the table when she gets home. The majority of the time, my dad and I have no idea as to what we want for dinner, so she comes home all grouchy. Though we're strangers till now,
We're choosing a path between the stars. I don't know it I would have survived that house. I can't stand chores and I never really did a good job with them in the long run. I think I got it from my mom. Edit: Also... ROLAND *Flying huggle-cling*
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 4:33 pm
KUSA! *clings* How ya been?
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 5:28 pm
I'm doing good. I've been vegging out in front of Bioshock and anticipating my sister going into labor. I'M GOING TO BE AN UNCLE!
The cat has been ultra needy the last couple days and had adhered to my leg like CRAZY glue (Because he's truly insane) And I've finally been able to sit down and chat with my online friends for a time today. ^_^ How is you?
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 5:46 pm
*Collapses.* Man, I never knew making key-lime pie was such a hard thing to do. It's a whole lot harder than lemon-mereinge.
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