taennyn: (Loki)
Ignore that next post. She is apparently convinced I am the light to rival a thousand suns and that my doubt of this is Silly and Wrong and should therefore be polled that I see for myself that yes, I am Shiny.

One has concluded that she and [livejournal.com profile] merditha are messing with one's head, and is now going to bed.

Date: 2005-09-19 06:28 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] billradish.livejournal.com
This post (http://www.livejournal.com/users/billradish/837497.html), if anyone's interested. Rare public post, for benefit of people here I don't have friended. *waves*

Date: 2005-09-19 06:29 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] billradish.livejournal.com
*peers* Oh you did point. *grin* Sorry, that hadn't updated when I started the comment at you.

*halo*

Date: 2005-09-19 06:30 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] youraugustine.livejournal.com
I am not messing with your head. I'm attempting my damndest to UNDO the utter mess OTHER people have done to it. Since I can't shred them and eat them alive, I am simply going to untangle the knots they left. ::firm::

Date: 2005-09-19 11:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] larathia.livejournal.com
mmm? This another thing that I'm the last to hear about?

Date: 2005-09-19 02:53 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] larathia.livejournal.com
sooo...nothing recent then?

Date: 2005-09-19 03:02 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] larathia.livejournal.com
...This would be something not-posted, then? *scanned for two weeks of journal entries...*

Should I just say I'm having a very dense Monday?

Date: 2005-09-19 03:07 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] billradish.livejournal.com
Not quite that recent. Here (http://www.livejournal.com/users/taennyn/131897.html).

Date: 2005-09-19 03:10 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] larathia.livejournal.com
huh. Somehow I never saw that one. Or I don't remember it. *blinks*

Well, that does explain a lot. Thanks.

Date: 2005-09-19 03:13 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] billradish.livejournal.com
If you'd been skimming you probably wouldn't have seen it. Besides the cut tags, there was a lot else in there and she sort of threw it in randomly.

Date: 2005-09-19 11:47 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] dormouse-in-tea.livejournal.com
This is a Good Plan. I shall continue to say so even if she eats all of our hats and they are quite, irrevokably lost.

Date: 2005-09-19 03:05 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] dormouse-in-tea.livejournal.com
. . .I begin to think I have never inflicted the Jags on you. O___o


(and my liver would just like me to mention at this time that it is actually quite sane, and offers as evidence the immigration paperwork it is attempting to fill out so that it might secede from the body and move to Canada. I, cruel being that I am, am refusing to loan it the fingers, but surely the intent might count?)

Date: 2005-09-19 05:31 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] dormouse-in-tea.livejournal.com
And I'm not at all sure if Immigration even accepts bile-covered paperwork. . .

DUDE. *flails* Cannot look for link at work. Find me later and POKE. You have got to meet the Jags. They're like. . . like. . . like Joseph on HAPPY DRUGS.

Date: 2005-09-19 06:00 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] dormouse-in-tea.livejournal.com
. . . oops?

Date: 2005-09-19 11:49 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] dormouse-in-tea.livejournal.com
. . . . . . .

*mild sigh* As there is too much general hysteria for commentary, I shall merely offer the consoling observation that most of us do not have livejournals, and she is too lazy to make us all one, merely so that we might vote.

Date: 2005-09-19 06:57 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] klgaffney.livejournal.com
well, not for nuthin' but we rather agree with the roomate. and this from someone who has little use for 90% or so of humanity and basically wishes they'd shut the fuck up and stay away from me. far, far away.

you can summon up mark without my knowledge and he doesn't resent it. at all. that makes you pretty damn shiny in my book, even without the rest. ...and there's lots more, so much more, and i wish i had words for it, but brain is already on the verge of shattering from the tired. trust me, if you didn't mean much, even in the short time we've interacted, i wouldn't be here even trying to make sense right now.

light under bushel, you. but the light's leaking out around the rim of the basket, despite your best efforts. *thinks* y'know, that sorta light attracts attention. sometimes it's the wrong attention. can see why'd you want to hide it sometimes--but now you're undermining yourself.

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