Not this again.

[xifeng]

Jesus Christ, grow up already.

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[driley1.livejournal.com]

Jesus doesn't want to grow up. He's a Toys 'R' Us kid.

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

Oh, Dusty. There's a special pit in Hell for both of us (you for making the joke and me for laughing at it). XDDD

[momo.livejournal.com]

Check your e-mail, sir.

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

Yes, ma'am.

[duokinneas.livejournal.com]

You may place importance in being an adult, but I don't wanna grow up! **regresses before everyone's eyes**

And yes, I do realize that the above isn't really appropriate, but I find it ironic that on the night I'm yammering about how I wish I could do stupid, childish things and get away with, say, talking to my stuffed animals and having pointless tea parties with them and stealing all their tea, you're telling somebody to grow up. I'm gonna go hide now.

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

*swats the regressed!Talyn for being a pest*

I wasn't actually addressing you; this post was in response to something else completely. In any case, stuffed animal tea parties, whilst not my thing, are harmless compared to the incident I'm referring to.

[duokinneas.livejournal.com]

The urge has passed. I like to tell myself that I'm more in my right mind now, thank God, although that urge is still apt to manifest itself at some point.

I'm always curious, but I know that you are a private person. And I know that it's most likely not my business to pry and dig into. If you want to talk about it, here I am, or I can get onto AIM or Yahoo! or Google Talk, but if you don't, I respect that.

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

Ahh, well, it happens to the best of us.

This is a public post, so I'm not going to discuss it here. If you can get onto AIM or whatever at some point, fine; I don't know when I will next have time to AIM, especially because I'm running all over God's green acre tomorrow.

[tara]

*snuggles* and *inappropriate comments about satan* because it sounds like you need them :(

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

At the moment, yes. This is just a bloody mess and I thought it had blown over, but apparently not.

[tara]

Messes very rarely blow over :( Still, I hope it fixes itself soonly *snuggles*

[forgottensanity.livejournal.com]

I've tried, but it appears as though I have stopped growing. I am a shortie. ;_; But at least I can drink and vote! If only I cared to do either.

Think of your pressies waiting for you! Thiiiiink! Think of the lovely pressie with the miniature Danish flags. Ooh, think of what you're trying to do to me. Freeeeeedom! Freeeeeeeedom!

Fine, I'll leave. Humph. >.>

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

Are you on another mission from Glod? You only carry on like this when he's given you something to do.

Also, I am trying not to think of the lovely pressie with the miniature Danish flags, although I am sure that it will be fantabulous and that I will love it. ^_^ If it stays buried under a stack of magazines along with the card from TARA OMG, I will heroically resist the temptation to open it before my birthday.

[forgottensanity.livejournal.com]

Glod sent me a memo.

To
Cat

As requested, find here attached your latest mission.

Please steer clear of the whole smitin' the unothellocakelike heathens this time.

BROKEN DOWN OVERVIEW OF REQUESTED MISSION (CAUTION! BEWARE OF TOXIC FUMES! DO NOT INHALE OR HIBERNATE. MAY CAUSE THROAT BURN AND SORE MUSCLES. KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN AND THE ELDERLY. ALSO, MAY CURE BLINDNESS)

1) Cheer up Lee.
2) Incorporate Aretha Franklin songs into everyday life.
3) Bother Lee.
4) Eat nachoes.
5) Conquer the Land of Othello.
6) Initiate world domination.
7) Have hot cocoa and scones with butter.
8) Complete world domination.
9) Commence building of spaceships with giant lazer guns.
10) Report back for further instructions.


I'm still stuck on 3, but I hope to move on to 4 soon. Mmm, nachoes.

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

Well, at least he builds snacktime into the top-secret plans. That's nice of him.

Also, you can bother me by dancing around whilst covered in paste and feathers, putting honey-roasted peanuts up your nose, and taunting a dodo bird. Now you know. Have at it.

Still haven't opened my present yet--am holding out for actual birthday.

Also also--do you have to go strictly in order? You could just skip #3 and go straight to #4, and thence to #5. I hear they have some nice cakes in the Land of Othello.

[forgottensanity.livejournal.com]

Ooh, "thence"! You're well versed in your Bible language. Well done. I don't know if Glod won't object if I skip any of the parts, though. I mean, what if I skipped cocoa and scones and he spent all day slaving over a hot stove? That won't be pretty.

And don't think I'm thick enough to fall for that cheap trick of yours, trying to get me to dance around covered in feathers. Did you really think I would fall for that? The dodo's extinct, everyone knows that. I'd look a real git, trying to find one, wouldn't I. I'm too smart for your tricks.

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

I once talked to Price like the King James Bible. That was fun. Besides, who in their right mind would skip cocoa and scones?

Well, Cat, you did go to Elite Secret Evil Scientist school, did you not? Perhaps you should show a little initiative and clone a dodo. After all, that's a piece of cake compared to other violations of the laws of biology that you've committed.

[forgottensanity.livejournal.com]

Surely I don't know what you mean. What Elite Secret Evil Scientist School? Such a thing doesn't exist! And even if it did - which it doesn't - it would be entirely secret and it's therefore not allowed for anyone who knows of it to speak of it. We had to sign a contract before we went inside. I mean, that's what I imagine people who are accepted into the Elite Secret Evil Scientist School are required to do if there was such a thing as this school. Which there isn't.

Piece of cake? Mmmmm ... Othello ...

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

Methinks the lady doth protest too much.

Mmmm, delicious Othello cake.