Fuck you, Mercury
Jul. 4th, 2007 11:12 amI wonder, why do I bother?
No, I'm not only talking about the book. It looks like everything I posted yesterday (or today's early morning, for that matter) was pointless or misunderstood.
Is it Mercury retro again, by any chance?
*checks with Google*
Why yes, IT IS! And it explains my final exam SO MUCH! And my brothers' laptop all broken. And June, in general.
I should take the chance and make icons before it ends.
*****
Ewwww. Ewwwwww. My uncle bought a huge centolla crab for them to cook today.
a) It's a horrible thing to wake up and have a paper bag with crabness flailing on your face while you're still in bed. Especially when you DON'T eat seafood. Creepy.
b) It's quite horrible as well that the executioner keeps repeating aloud that he's going to the beach today in front of the victim. I think it's kind of tacky. Poor girl would like to see the sea again for the last time, amirite?
He did go to the beach, BTW. Bastard.
c) My consternation and horror when I'm at the kitchen talking to my grandma and I hear these two solid *tock tock* noises at the counter.
"Yeah, it's still alive."
".......!!"
"Don't be like that, it's not going to walk away from there. It just moves the legs a bit."
"asadgasgfjsdgfkjf"
"Of course, it has to be boiled alive! That's how it's done!"
"AIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" *runs away to her bedroom*
I'm so not getting any close to the kitchen all day. I don't want to see her dying, or smell her. That's just extremely creepy to me. ;____;
I swear, if I could I'd try to set her free from that terrible fate. But it's kind of pointless when my uncle is at the local beach and I'd get busted quickly.
No, I'm not only talking about the book. It looks like everything I posted yesterday (or today's early morning, for that matter) was pointless or misunderstood.
Is it Mercury retro again, by any chance?
*checks with Google*
Why yes, IT IS! And it explains my final exam SO MUCH! And my brothers' laptop all broken. And June, in general.
I should take the chance and make icons before it ends.
*****
Ewwww. Ewwwwww. My uncle bought a huge centolla crab for them to cook today.
a) It's a horrible thing to wake up and have a paper bag with crabness flailing on your face while you're still in bed. Especially when you DON'T eat seafood. Creepy.
b) It's quite horrible as well that the executioner keeps repeating aloud that he's going to the beach today in front of the victim. I think it's kind of tacky. Poor girl would like to see the sea again for the last time, amirite?
He did go to the beach, BTW. Bastard.
c) My consternation and horror when I'm at the kitchen talking to my grandma and I hear these two solid *tock tock* noises at the counter.
"Yeah, it's still alive."
".......!!"
"Don't be like that, it's not going to walk away from there. It just moves the legs a bit."
"asadgasgfjsdgfkjf"
"Of course, it has to be boiled alive! That's how it's done!"
"AIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" *runs away to her bedroom*
I'm so not getting any close to the kitchen all day. I don't want to see her dying, or smell her. That's just extremely creepy to me. ;____;
I swear, if I could I'd try to set her free from that terrible fate. But it's kind of pointless when my uncle is at the local beach and I'd get busted quickly.
