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[Feb. 4th, 2011|01:12 am] |
Sometimes I think it'd be really handy to have an esc button for all this shit. Or a ctrl + alt + dlt. Jesus, you people are fucking nuts.
In other news? Canada is not all it's cracked up to be. I almost lost a toe. Mason, did you drink the rest of my gin? I will murder you. |
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[Jan. 5th, 2011|03:59 pm] |
I swear to god that wasn't me. I was just trying to hack into the Davis county records. Not me! Because if it was me, nothing would have crashed. I'm just that sly.
Hmm. Well that was an interesting experiment, whoever that was. Make the entire reincarnate virtual world go black for a couple days and see how everyone copes. My guess? We could have lived without seeing how some people cope. Were death threats really necessary? It's just the internet, people.
Anyway, now that I've recovered from my own personal trauma last week, I guess I should actually introduce myself. I'm Macy, host to Mac from the show Veronica Mars. You know... awkward, geeky computer whiz who can't attract a decent boy to save her life? We have way too much in common. Nice to meet all of you! Excuse me while I go surf the contents of my professors personal files dunk my head in another bucket of cold water. Being cut off from the world like that has given me the shakes. |
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[Jan. 1st, 2011|09:08 am] |
I am never. Drinking again.
Oh god. I slept with Dick. Oh. God. The last thing I remember is a prime view of his ass. Somebody find me a spoon so I can scoop my eyes out with it. |
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