July 15th, 2005

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When did it get to the point when 4 ciders sent me off the deep end?

that's fucked up, dude.

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I say dude alot.

Wack.

someone's behind me. WAA!!!!!!!11eleven!! *bends*

Tim: Dude, ITS THE END OF THE WORLD!!!!!

Des: Ummm, lost my thoughts because boys are poos. Dammit.

Hey Ali! you have glasses.

Ali: Yes. No eyeballs. Glass good.

Des: I'm not as drunk as I play it up.

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Even if my me is all woooooobly.

Tim: I wonder if this counts as a livejournal binge?

Des: mmmm, binge. I'm lj-bulemic. (how do you spell that? fuck.)

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Okay, i'm done now.