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Lostnesday was missed, so...
Okay, I think a collective, "WHAT THE FUCK." is necessary in this circumstance.
Because really, what the fuck was that? I really loved it, though. Hurley never ceases to amaze me with his awesomeness. He should be friends with Mel and me. Apparently, there's a chance that Libby may be something else, too. Comment if you want to know.
Okay, just something I've been dying to do to Charlie.
::bitchslapbitchslapbitchslap::
I really don't want to hate him, but he sets my teeth on edge right now.
Also, as I said to Sister, Charlie should totally write a song called He Sold My Piano And Moved To Sydney. It would win.
PS- Mel was hugged by Neil Gaiman, our literary god, this evening. I am Elphie-green with envy, which can be okay, because anything Elphie-related is automatically amazing. But yes. Really. I wish I could be hugged by an apparently good-smelling Neil.
Because really, what the fuck was that? I really loved it, though. Hurley never ceases to amaze me with his awesomeness. He should be friends with Mel and me. Apparently, there's a chance that Libby may be something else, too. Comment if you want to know.
Okay, just something I've been dying to do to Charlie.
::bitchslapbitchslapbitchslap::
I really don't want to hate him, but he sets my teeth on edge right now.
Also, as I said to Sister, Charlie should totally write a song called He Sold My Piano And Moved To Sydney. It would win.
PS- Mel was hugged by Neil Gaiman, our literary god, this evening. I am Elphie-green with envy, which can be okay, because anything Elphie-related is automatically amazing. But yes. Really. I wish I could be hugged by an apparently good-smelling Neil.