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[xifeng]

Yeah, so. We went to the Fall Festival on Wednesday and Friday nights and had Christian fudge. I get to have a three-day weekend on account of Columbus Day Monday. I am not in the greatest mood right now, and haven't been lately, and don't know if I'll snap out of it anytime soon.

Y'know, honestly, I have nothing to say anymore. Go ahead and defriend me if you want; I doubt it'll offend me, or even put a dent in my consciousness right now.

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[dethorats]

Indeed, West Virginia is a veritable pit and I hope to heck that I do not have to live there (*crosses fingers for Pittsburgh or one of the Maryland schools to take me in*). That is true about being self-employed. XD I still wouldn't mind 1 holiday off. 'Twould be nice.

I inquired about the Elder Beerman because Brian and I saw and went, "Oh, so they have a drunken mormon?" and wanted to be sure we weren't completely weird for thinking that. No Dillards or Lazarus but we did have a Hecht's until Macy's bought that as well. Oh and we have a Boscov's, which always makes me want to speak in a stereotypical Russian accent.

[shake-the-stars.livejournal.com]

Based on my experience as a collector alone, when I rule the world, the entire population of West Virginia will be corraled, sealed in glass tubes, and then forced to slowly drown in their own offal. It was the kindest thing I could think of, really.

(Some people are bothered by the fact that I think about these things. I'm bothered by the fact that more people don't.)

Well, if there's a movie about Mormon porn stars (Orgazmo), I don't see why there can't be drunken Mormons. XD I'm sure my list above is by no means complete (if you guessed that I don't do a lot of shopping at department stores, you are a WINNAR).

Dmitri Ivanovich Boskov: Our Man in West Virginia. Dude, it's the best Cold War spy movie that never was! XD