Aug 30, 2008, 8:36 am
Mood:
This is retarded, yes I know. :D But anyways, it had to be done!!!
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JenniferPlague Posted: Jan 06, 2009, 12:54 am
Hi~~~~~~~! *saying hi because you're online and I have no idea who you are, I think* My memory's pretty bad, I guess.
What's up?
Adi Posted: Dec 11, 2008, 11:29 pm
Well the way your boss sounds you need all the support you can get! Be strong Bess!
erisabesu Posted: Dec 11, 2008, 7:24 am
D'awww, thanks! XD
I'm hanging in there, lol. It helps to know I've got YOU cheering me on.
*snicker* gift for Adi!!!
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. LOLOLOL.
Jun 13, 2008, 7:27 am
Mood: groggy--where's my caffeine injection?!
It was eight years ago, and I was driving West to East from California to North Carolina with my new-ish boyfriend at the time. We'd been fooling around for a few months, but nothing seriously defined until maybe 3 weeks before I flew to San Jose and we packed his moving truck for the long haul.
He was *very* excited about going to Vegas, and so we were there for two nights and a day, even though neither of us were interested in gambling or anything, and we weren't going to splurge and go to any sex shows or buy some hookers, although this did tempt me. ;3
But everywhere in Vegas there were these Elvis chapels!!! And being of the adventurous sort, I reeeally thought it would be fun to get married in one. Ahem.
"Hey, hey, we should totally get married by Elvis!"
"............" (male panicking)
"I mean, it's ELVIS!!! That would be hilarious!!!"
"Um.... I think that sort of thing goes on your permanent record........."
"Who cares?! We should get married by Elvis and freak out both our families, and then when we get back to the East Coast we'll just get divorced."
"Um.........."
"It'll be fun! OMG we totally have to do it!"
"................."
"And we'll just say the marriage wasn't consummated, so it'll be easy!"
"!!!!!!!"
"I mean it's Elvis!!! ELVIS!"
And somewhere in all this I was effectively distracted by sex, and so we didn't get married by Elvis. (Or maybe it was the "Star Trek Experience" exhibit that distracted me......)
And later on I found out that the only reason he wasn't up for a crazy Elvis wedding and a marriage that would last less than 10 days was he was worried I'd find out about his secret stock portfolio and take all his money or something. I seriously, seriously couldn't have cared less.
And even later on I realized what a ridiculous asshole he was anyways, and our long-distance thing wasn't working out, and on top of everything he had SERIOUS ISSUES about lots of stuff.
I can only just now tolerate Fig Newtons.
*laughing* And that's my story.