liamcool
Blue Crack Addict
Considering I have no idea what you mean, no.
And oh-so-worth it!
lets sleep together
And pleasurable.
Considering I have no idea what you mean, no.
And oh-so-worth it!
Oh duh! I've listened to that song maybe all of twice. The beginning of it gets on my nerves.lets sleep together
And pleasurable.
Normal sleeping patterns, eh?Erk. I was having problems with a bad headache earlier. Barometric pressure is such a bitch.
Going out would be good. I may be going to bed before too long. I am tired! My sleeping pattern seems to be returning to normal.
Outta me head!
.. wait.
Those Jamsbio people were advertising today in the U2 LJ community.Oh, this seems hella shady
Who'd a thunk it? I didn't know normal could go into the same sentence as Serena.Normal sleeping patterns, eh?
I'm taking a couple of nurofen... even though one of them looks kinda mangled.
I could use the company.First GG2 kicks me out of her head...
Oh.
Why is Vlad still pretending to be drunk? It's annoying. Real drunkposting is less consistantly bad and unannoying.
Oh, this seems hella shady
Yeah, medsposting is pretty much the same as drunkposting.There is no substitute for real drunkposting.
Oh, except medsposting, if you're a lightweight on meds.
Riiiiiiight....Oh, this seems hella shady
Well, unless that sentence also had the word "not" in there...Who'd a thunk it? I didn't know normal could go into the same sentence as Serena.
I took some ibuprofen (which I am guessing is our version of nurofen.) earlier and my headache is gone.
I could use the company.
It's worse (or better, depending on your outlook) for me than drunkposting. I really go whack when I'm in pain.Yeah, medsposting is pretty much the same as drunkposting.
Speaking of which, I had to hide what was left of my meds, because my family are not to be trusted. I decided that behind a book on my bookshelf would be a good place. I picked one at random and shoved the bottle behind it, then looked to see which one it was.... it was Hide and Seek by James Patterson
Yes, essentially, to both of those first statements.Well, unless that sentence also had the word "not" in there...
Yeah, nurofen is ibuprofen. It's magic.
I might disappear for a bit... token run to the shops and all that.
Dangit... was gonna crank up the bass since the house was empty, but someone just came home... oh well, might as well crank it up anyway
Oh duh! I've listened to that song maybe all of twice. The beginning of it gets on my nerves.
Very much so.
Urgh, curtain shopping? Can't say I've been there. Can't say I'm looking forwad to it, either.Gah. I have to go curtain shopping. I'm definitely an adult now
Eeew, yuck. I'd probably be the same way if I had to put up with that... all the reality TV that gets watched here is bad enough.As for the bass, CRANK IT, CRANK IT. I know I would. Then again, I have little consideration for others when it comes to music, as I am subjected to awful country music on a daily basis.
Especially when it's like, twelve or sixteen hours long.
Gah. I have to go curtain shopping. I'm definitely an adult now
Oh we have plenty of reality TV as well, thanks to a certain barn yard animal I won't mention right now. The thing that shits me off the most is all the fucking Country music though. "I got a tear in mah beeeeeeer." Make it stop.Eeew, yuck. I'd probably be the same way if I had to put up with that... all the reality TV that gets watched here is bad enough.
One Christmas morning when I was in Canberra, living in a unit, someone in another unit had been given either a new stereo system or a Dolly Parton CD... and they decided to share the joy with everyone in a five-kilometre radius.
Suddenly decided I can't be arsed leaving the house, despite it being warmer outside. Very overcast and gloomy looking though.
When I listen to some of their longer tracks, I have to skip it and come back to it, then I end up listening to the entire thing. New songs and I don't tend to blend very well, which is why when I get new music, I end up skipping things on the basis that I think I won't like it without actually hearing it.
Actually, I was talking about sex.
Oh wow.
One of my housemates is going to have to go curtain shopping before we move out of this place... she ripped half the lace curtains in her room while asleep one night.
Her boyfriend has made a no-sharp-objects-in-the-bedroom rule.
Okay, this is kind of pretty:
Okay, this is kind of pretty:
Oh we have plenty of reality TV as well, thanks to a certain barn yard animal I won't mention right now. The thing that shits me off the most is all the fucking Country music though. "I got a tear in mah beeeeeeer." Make it stop.