stolen time in harvard square

[aslant]

a strange loose-limbed and constant unspoken sensation of having sex all weekend (thanks ak) except there is none, none to be found.

elaborate dreams of hospitals and frantic women and katie and flight. will elaborate monday.

& every time the phone rang i thought it was you.

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sulk gub pout mope

[aslant.livejournal.com]

/jesse smashes the Beast of Uncaring with her katana! 2 hp damage.
/Beast of Uncaring brushes her off.
/jesse smashes the Beast of Uncaring with her giant's club! 3 hp damage.
/Beast of Uncaring gets bored and wanders away.
/jesse screams, "get back here, coward."
/Beast of Uncaring yawns.

if i ever run away you will be the first to know where and when and how and everything. actually maybe velcro would know before you, but i'd tell you as soon as you came up the stairs.

Re: sulk gub pout mope

[booshtukka.livejournal.com]

welcome to the Papyrus of Iguanadon.
The aim of the game is to find the Papyrus of Iguanadon.

/me picks up papyrus of iguanadon.
/me wins the game.
/me says "woo".

velcro wouldn't let you in though. she doesn't know you. and she doesn't have opposable thumbs.

Re: sulk gub pout mope

[aslant.livejournal.com]

no, she's still in the hallway where i left her this morning. i came by but you'd already left for work. she'll keep me company out there.

Re: sulk gub pout mope

[booshtukka.livejournal.com]

ok. don't let her get outside please. thge drivers are nasty. isn't the kitten lonely by itself? maybe you could stroke it through the letter box for me?

I might disappear in a minute. but I'm only going home.