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lizblackdog) wrote2005-09-14 01:50 am
lizblackdog) wrote2005-09-14 01:50 am
I don't sense affection, no gratitude or love
Sodding hormones. Still in a pit of self loathing here. I feel about as entertaining as a Vorta comedy revue and as desirable as genital warts.
However, I have a new book, some dark chocolate and some rather fine tiramisu ice cream, so I'll get by. This can't last longer than another day or so, surely?
And in other news, I believe I've been elected as TrekBBS' "Last Person You'd Ever Want to Ride Out a Natural Disaster With" after someone started a thread in the Briar Patch asking how hungry you'd have to be before you'd eat your pets. My assertion that I'd sooner butcher my neighbours for dogfood didn't go down well.
Ah well. My grief is controllable.
*snerk*
However, I have a new book, some dark chocolate and some rather fine tiramisu ice cream, so I'll get by. This can't last longer than another day or so, surely?
And in other news, I believe I've been elected as TrekBBS' "Last Person You'd Ever Want to Ride Out a Natural Disaster With" after someone started a thread in the Briar Patch asking how hungry you'd have to be before you'd eat your pets. My assertion that I'd sooner butcher my neighbours for dogfood didn't go down well.
Ah well. My grief is controllable.
*snerk*
no subject
nice and tender.
plus, my dogs love kids. *snerk*