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[nny]

Dear metaquotes:

QUIT WITH THE RUBBER BAND BALLS ICONS!

Please. No, really, please. My friendslist has become a minefield. I'm afraid to read it for fear that I'll curl up into a little squeaking ball and get locked in the stationary cupboard until I calm down. Again.

But no. No, it's fine! Use rubber band icons! Go the whole hog, use vaseline icons, toesock icons! And while you're at it why don't you just JUMP UP AND DOWN ON MY HEAD UNTIL IT SQUOOSHES?!

I hate you.

All of you.

love and kisses,

Nny
xxx

Comments

[sophistry]

*pounces*

You're online, I know it.

[indy-go.livejournal.com]

*pats*

I do not try to understand your phobias. I shall merely accept them, and move on.

;)

[villainny.livejournal.com]

I'm on YM

Talk to me buttmunch. *g*

[sophistry]

*cough*collegecomputers*cough*

As yet unsure of policies governing IM programs. Yes, am a n00b.

Also, Crowley wants a latter, damn you. I extracted a promise of one when you were stoned, and I intend to hold you to it.

Shame? What's that?

[villainny.livejournal.com]

well, see, as long as the computer room ain't entirely full... ie, as long as you are not stealing computer from someone who would be working, then chat away. If they don't have YM then use webmessenger. And please? I need Sophie time. Also... okay, letter. I will. Sorry. Been castlisting. Think you could refrain from approving anyone? I've got the day off tomorrow and that bitch is *MINE*. :D

[sophistry]

I have the LGBT reception/pub crawl to go to in about half an hour, but intend to feck off home rather early, as have to be in early-ish tomorrow. Shall see if I can wrangle an hour or so online at home, where I have all my precious IM programs. And Mozilla. Precious Mozilla.

Also! Don't worry, have not forgotten your CD-Filled Package Of Doom. I simply have been a leetle pre-occupied. As soon as I make the last few CD covers, I'll pack 'em up with 'The Vintner's Luck' and send them your way.

[r-becca.livejournal.com]

rubber band ball?

[gypsyjr.livejournal.com]

*hugs* You are strange, dear. Wonderfully so. *brandishes spork at the offending icons*

[fiendling.livejournal.com]

im confused and curious. i only saw one other mention of a rubber band ball on my flist a few days ago, and i didnt know what the hell was up with it :P they were all going apeshit in the comments o.o whats going onnn hahaa