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more beauteous excuses...
I don't care if they probably won't work on tim or other pests.
I was abducted by aliens. They probed my mind, hid the car keys, and waxed my legs.
I had a temporary Tourette syndrome and couldn't stop shouting "slut puppy!" for no reason at all.
My ferret is missing.
My dog has larygitis.
I was attacked by a giant preposition just outside my gate.
I ate my alarm clock.
I have a flat tyre, and I lent my spare tyre to a friend who was making a swing.
I've just been diagnosed with terminal concupiscence. (this actually means wanting something badly. on the offchance that the victim KNOWS this you can quickly invent something that you want badly ie. "an even BIGGER Tidus poster" "the school to burn down" "for you to go away" etc.
I had to wait until my nail polish dried.
All my underpants were in Botswana because of a service-wash mixup.
I think I'm dead, but I'll call you tomorrow and let you know when I'm sure.
I thought it was daylight saving.
I'd be there in a flash if I didn't have bacterial scurvy.
I just saw on a documentary that Curvaceous Lemurs are the most dangerous creatures in the world, and I'm pretty sure there's one on my verandah.
I'm waiting for the test results, but they're pretty certain I've got non-specific morbid dread.
It's nothing personal. I'm just only really interested in people wearing giant furry animal suits. (interesting to see how he takes THAT one...FURRIES!! AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!)
Feeling quite self-righteous about being online because I have been working on and off all of the afternoon/evening and have finished my physics prac report - my discussion is 800 words lomg, almost a page! and the funny thing is I'm justifying errors that we didn't make, because we were TWO GRAMS off the proper answer. Also done my logic homework - for once I am enjoying Mr Joyce's line more. Logic is far superior to bloody linear function problem solving, of which I still have a huge pile. Also done chem revision, and have some physics which I SHOULD do but can't be bothered.
EuJAR has bullied me into agreeing to GORGE tomorrow so I will be bringing monies to by myself fruit salad for lunch and something unhealthy to take to Questacon for arvo tea - Anna and I are off to preview their new exhibition on SPACE, not by choice may I add. Well, I was pressured into it by Mr Kent and Anna has agreed out of the goodness of her little heart to come too. We're going to pretend she's a physics or earth science student -^^-
Really want to write something... *bounces* Not sure what to write though. Really should get started on my 5000 word story for Andromeda Spaceways but I'd rather try and get Quindlemire over 42000 words. Let's toss a coin...
[Edited to add: ANJARRR... just curious. How would you rate James on the RAA scale? I'd say about a (1,F). You? Also, your new etype cd is of dubious quality. Skips and stops a lot]
I was abducted by aliens. They probed my mind, hid the car keys, and waxed my legs.
I had a temporary Tourette syndrome and couldn't stop shouting "slut puppy!" for no reason at all.
My ferret is missing.
My dog has larygitis.
I was attacked by a giant preposition just outside my gate.
I ate my alarm clock.
I have a flat tyre, and I lent my spare tyre to a friend who was making a swing.
I've just been diagnosed with terminal concupiscence. (this actually means wanting something badly. on the offchance that the victim KNOWS this you can quickly invent something that you want badly ie. "an even BIGGER Tidus poster" "the school to burn down" "for you to go away" etc.
I had to wait until my nail polish dried.
All my underpants were in Botswana because of a service-wash mixup.
I think I'm dead, but I'll call you tomorrow and let you know when I'm sure.
I thought it was daylight saving.
I'd be there in a flash if I didn't have bacterial scurvy.
I just saw on a documentary that Curvaceous Lemurs are the most dangerous creatures in the world, and I'm pretty sure there's one on my verandah.
I'm waiting for the test results, but they're pretty certain I've got non-specific morbid dread.
It's nothing personal. I'm just only really interested in people wearing giant furry animal suits. (interesting to see how he takes THAT one...FURRIES!! AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!)
Feeling quite self-righteous about being online because I have been working on and off all of the afternoon/evening and have finished my physics prac report - my discussion is 800 words lomg, almost a page! and the funny thing is I'm justifying errors that we didn't make, because we were TWO GRAMS off the proper answer. Also done my logic homework - for once I am enjoying Mr Joyce's line more. Logic is far superior to bloody linear function problem solving, of which I still have a huge pile. Also done chem revision, and have some physics which I SHOULD do but can't be bothered.
EuJAR has bullied me into agreeing to GORGE tomorrow so I will be bringing monies to by myself fruit salad for lunch and something unhealthy to take to Questacon for arvo tea - Anna and I are off to preview their new exhibition on SPACE, not by choice may I add. Well, I was pressured into it by Mr Kent and Anna has agreed out of the goodness of her little heart to come too. We're going to pretend she's a physics or earth science student -^^-
Really want to write something... *bounces* Not sure what to write though. Really should get started on my 5000 word story for Andromeda Spaceways but I'd rather try and get Quindlemire over 42000 words. Let's toss a coin...
[Edited to add: ANJARRR... just curious. How would you rate James on the RAA scale? I'd say about a (1,F). You? Also, your new etype cd is of dubious quality. Skips and stops a lot]
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i think mr kent should feature. with mr joyce.