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dear_mun2012-09-10 10:36 am
redregrets) wrote in dear_mun2012-09-10 10:36 am
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BEING ON THIS METEOR IS UTTERLY INTOLERABLE.
OKAY, LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT.
YOU THINK YOU'RE AWFUL AT PORTRAYING ME, WHICH YEAH, OKAY, I CAN AGREE WITH YOU THERE.
BUT INSTEAD OF BEING A SENSIBLE PERSON AND BEING DETERRED BY YOUR FAILURE TO GRASP THE INNER WORKINGS OF MY PERSONALITY, YOU INSTEAD ARE INSPIRED BY THE SUCCESS OF OTHERS, OR AT LEAST, SUCCESS BY YOUR STANDARDS, DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED, AND PROCEED TO CONTINUE MUTILATING MY PERSONALITY.
WELL, AREN'T YOU JUST A JEWEL. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING. I DON'T LIKE YOU. IF YOU HAD AT LEAST ONE CELL IN YOUR MEASLY THINKPAN, WHICH I'M STARTING TO SUSPECT IS NONEXISTENT, YOU WOULD HAVE REALIZED THAT. USUALLY, SENTIENT BEINGS WITH HALF A THINK PAN CAN COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE YOU, YOU SHOULD THEREFORE STAY OUT OF MY WAY. BUT OH NO, FOR SOME REASON, ALL HUMANS ALIKE FAIL TO GRASP THIS INCREDIBLY SIMPLE PROSPECT.
NOW THAT THAT'S OUT OF THE WAY, I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO GET TO THE POINT OF THIS MEMO.
BY ALL MEANS, JUST STOP READING HERE AND SAVE YOUR OCULAR ORBS THE TRAUMA OF CONTINUING. IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'D BE MISSING THE ENTIRE POINT OF THIS MEMO IF YOU DID.
LIFE ON THIS METEOR IS UTTERLY INTOLERABLE.
CAN YOU EVEN IMAGINE WHAT IT'S LIKE TO HAVE STRIDER AND LALONDE CONSTANTLY PESTERING YOU EVERY FUCKING MILLISECOND? MY BEST FRIEND IS OFF HAVING A SPACE PARTY WITH MEGIDO, LEAVING ME HIGH AND DRY OVER HERE. MY MOIRAIL HAS BEEN MISSING FOR WHO KNOWS HOW LONG, AND NO ONE HAS DONE ANYTHING BUT SAY GOOD RIDDANCE, WHICH, I DON'T KNOW, MAY BE SLIGHTLY HURTFUL KANAYA. SO THAT LEAVES ME WITH A RAINBOW DRINKER WITH A CHAINSAW AND AN OBVIOUS RED FLIRTATION THING GOING ON, EVEN IF SHE LIKES TO THINK IT ISN'T OBVIOUS, TWO PATHETICALLY USELESS AND ANNOYING HUMANS, NEITHER OF WHICH ARE THE TWO THAT I ACTUALLY WANT TO CONVERSE WITH, A BLIND GIRL WHO I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE SOME AFFECTION FOR, BUT THAT'S NEVER GOING ANYWHERE, SO I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I BROUGHT IT UP, AND OH YEAH, A COMPLETELY IDIOTIC CARAPACE WHO DOES NOTHING TO HELP US AND PLAYS WITH CANS ALL DAY.
BOY OH BOY, WHAT A CHEERFULLY HAPPY FUN TIME ON A PATHETIC FLYING ROCK IN SPACE. YIPEE! LET'S ALL JUMP FOR JOY AND CHAFT OUR BULGES.
AND THAT'S NOT TO MENTION THE HORROR OF THE DREAM BUBBLES, AND MY ANCESTOR. GOD, DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HIM. THE OTHERS ARE ALRIGHT. TOLERABLE AT THE VERY LEAST. BUT HIM. I'M HONESTLY SURPRISED MY AURICULAR SPONGE CLOTS HAVEN'T IMPLOADED YET, OR MAYBE MY THINK PAN WILL JUST MELT AND PATHETICALLY DRIBBLE OUT OF MY HEAD. CONVERSING WITH HIM IS EVEN WORSE THAN TALKING TO MY DEAD FRIENDS, AND THAT'S NOT EXACTLY AN ENJOYABLE EXPERIENCE EITHER.
JADE, JOHN, I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A BETTER TIME WITH THIS THAN I AM. I ACTUALLY SORT OF WANT TO HANG OUT WITH YOU GUYS. ANYTHING IS MORE TOLERABLE THAN THIS SHIT STORM.
YOU THINK YOU'RE AWFUL AT PORTRAYING ME, WHICH YEAH, OKAY, I CAN AGREE WITH YOU THERE.
BUT INSTEAD OF BEING A SENSIBLE PERSON AND BEING DETERRED BY YOUR FAILURE TO GRASP THE INNER WORKINGS OF MY PERSONALITY, YOU INSTEAD ARE INSPIRED BY THE SUCCESS OF OTHERS, OR AT LEAST, SUCCESS BY YOUR STANDARDS, DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED, AND PROCEED TO CONTINUE MUTILATING MY PERSONALITY.
WELL, AREN'T YOU JUST A JEWEL. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING. I DON'T LIKE YOU. IF YOU HAD AT LEAST ONE CELL IN YOUR MEASLY THINKPAN, WHICH I'M STARTING TO SUSPECT IS NONEXISTENT, YOU WOULD HAVE REALIZED THAT. USUALLY, SENTIENT BEINGS WITH HALF A THINK PAN CAN COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE YOU, YOU SHOULD THEREFORE STAY OUT OF MY WAY. BUT OH NO, FOR SOME REASON, ALL HUMANS ALIKE FAIL TO GRASP THIS INCREDIBLY SIMPLE PROSPECT.
NOW THAT THAT'S OUT OF THE WAY, I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO GET TO THE POINT OF THIS MEMO.
BY ALL MEANS, JUST STOP READING HERE AND SAVE YOUR OCULAR ORBS THE TRAUMA OF CONTINUING. IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'D BE MISSING THE ENTIRE POINT OF THIS MEMO IF YOU DID.
LIFE ON THIS METEOR IS UTTERLY INTOLERABLE.
CAN YOU EVEN IMAGINE WHAT IT'S LIKE TO HAVE STRIDER AND LALONDE CONSTANTLY PESTERING YOU EVERY FUCKING MILLISECOND? MY BEST FRIEND IS OFF HAVING A SPACE PARTY WITH MEGIDO, LEAVING ME HIGH AND DRY OVER HERE. MY MOIRAIL HAS BEEN MISSING FOR WHO KNOWS HOW LONG, AND NO ONE HAS DONE ANYTHING BUT SAY GOOD RIDDANCE, WHICH, I DON'T KNOW, MAY BE SLIGHTLY HURTFUL KANAYA. SO THAT LEAVES ME WITH A RAINBOW DRINKER WITH A CHAINSAW AND AN OBVIOUS RED FLIRTATION THING GOING ON, EVEN IF SHE LIKES TO THINK IT ISN'T OBVIOUS, TWO PATHETICALLY USELESS AND ANNOYING HUMANS, NEITHER OF WHICH ARE THE TWO THAT I ACTUALLY WANT TO CONVERSE WITH, A BLIND GIRL WHO I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE SOME AFFECTION FOR, BUT THAT'S NEVER GOING ANYWHERE, SO I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I BROUGHT IT UP, AND OH YEAH, A COMPLETELY IDIOTIC CARAPACE WHO DOES NOTHING TO HELP US AND PLAYS WITH CANS ALL DAY.
BOY OH BOY, WHAT A CHEERFULLY HAPPY FUN TIME ON A PATHETIC FLYING ROCK IN SPACE. YIPEE! LET'S ALL JUMP FOR JOY AND CHAFT OUR BULGES.
AND THAT'S NOT TO MENTION THE HORROR OF THE DREAM BUBBLES, AND MY ANCESTOR. GOD, DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HIM. THE OTHERS ARE ALRIGHT. TOLERABLE AT THE VERY LEAST. BUT HIM. I'M HONESTLY SURPRISED MY AURICULAR SPONGE CLOTS HAVEN'T IMPLOADED YET, OR MAYBE MY THINK PAN WILL JUST MELT AND PATHETICALLY DRIBBLE OUT OF MY HEAD. CONVERSING WITH HIM IS EVEN WORSE THAN TALKING TO MY DEAD FRIENDS, AND THAT'S NOT EXACTLY AN ENJOYABLE EXPERIENCE EITHER.
JADE, JOHN, I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A BETTER TIME WITH THIS THAN I AM. I ACTUALLY SORT OF WANT TO HANG OUT WITH YOU GUYS. ANYTHING IS MORE TOLERABLE THAN THIS SHIT STORM.