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[30 Oct 2003|10:07pm] |
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Ash singing. T_T |
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It rained today. I couldn't drive my car in the rain (obviously), so I took Damien's. He says he needs it to do the shopping / drive to work / collect his rent boy from school etc, and I can't just keep taking it without his permission. So when I brought it back, I fed Boushinigami the keys.
I only needed it to fetch some bales of straw for Ari, who is still in the garden. She's put a big crucifix-thing in the garden so we can burn Ash at the stake on November 5th.
The straw is... is forget what the straw is for, but I got it from a farm near Fulmer. A fat farmer lives there with, like, eighty million dogs. The fat farmer man said I could have it for free, if I was 'willing to take a bitch off his hands'.
I said of course I would, and got my axe out of the boot. When I asked who she was, the stupid fat farmer ran away. So I just took as much straw as I could cram into Damien's car and drove it home before it got wet. As I was leaving, Damien phoned to say something loud and abusive about me stealing his car. Stupid vet.
I'm going to draw an evil picture, so I can make my livejournal more evil than Ari's.
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| A preliminary message to the unworthy witnesses of my beautiful existence |
[24 Aug 2003|11:14pm] |
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Era ~ Enae Violare Mezzo II |
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Things I love:
I love my beautiful car. My beautiful, ♥beautiful♥ Testarossa.
I love Ari.
I love Myself (maybe more even than I love my car).
Things I hate:
I hate rent boys with no spines.
I hate their boyfriends, who buy nicer cars than me, and make a point of leaving them parked where I want to park, despite my having made a prior claim to the space, and threatening those who disrespect my wishes with disembowlment, only to find it's still parked there the next morning.
I hate cucumber.
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