Sunday, January 08, 2006
Okay, so maybe I've been relying rather heavily on vulgarities lately, as somebody pointed out. Oh well. It's never too good to rely on something too much, is it?
Or is it not?
Should I be your polite lil girl? There'd be no spice in life, would there? Not much, at any rate. I'm not saying that I love it, though.
Nevermind.
Ahh, grace lee.
Yikes. Esplanade means heavy aircon. Heavy aircon means freezing to death. Freezing to death means...not getting a coffin, but collecting jackets from kind old souls willing to freeze instead. Uh, actually not really. Those people have damn so thick skins can.
Jeez. It sounds damn stupid, haha.
At least I don't go round spitting the R-Word, as potato head calls it. Oh wow wow wow potato, you sure are smart.
R-Word. How smart can he get.
Oh well. He's an auctioneer, right? I kind of forgot.
Going once...! Going twice...!
POTATO IS GONE!
Whee.
You wish.
Keep on wishing, darlin'. I'll shoot them lovely daggers.
Sweaters/jackets, anybody...?
ANYTHING TO HELP A POOR SOUL FROM FREEZING TO DEATH?!
4:18 pm
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