slumber

They say that crazy people won't admit that they're crazy, so what does one make of people who say they ARE? Hm.

My GOD.

S: LINE
LINE: Yes?
ME: DON'T BELIEVE HER>
S: LINE, LINE, EVY PEED ON ME
S: SHE IS REALLY SCARY
ME: NOT TRUE.
S: AND MEAN
LINE: Haha, what?
ME: NOOOOO.
S: OMG KEEP HER AWAY FROM ME.
ME: *hides behind Line*
S: IS SO TRUE
S: DON'T LET HER TOUCH YOU.
LINE: You're both insane.
LINE: AND
LINE: AND
S: S; *cackles*
Me; pssh.
Me; yes, the was the sound of pissing.
S; ...ewwwww.
S; *sort of, backs away, only, really quickly*
Me; *snickers* *chases* Pssh, psssh, psssshhhh.
S; YOU ARE A FREAK.
S; OMG GO AWAY.
Me; I AM! I AM! RUN, SIOBHAN, RUN! PSSSSHHHHH.
S; OMG STOP IT. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
Me; TERENCE. CLEARLY.
Me; DO NOT GOAD HIM INTO BEING MORE EVIL THAN HE ALREADY IS.
S; I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE CHASING ME AROUND TRYING TO PEE ON ME
S; DON'T YOU REALISE HOW ABNORMAL THAT IS?Me: Reminds me! I was slashing myself with YM a while ago.
S: ...
Line: YOU ALL DRIVE ME INSANE.
Me: I wanted to write a drabble, ooh!
S: EVY
S: SHUT UP./
Me: *opens notepad and writes*
S: YOU'RE MAD.
S: STOP IT.
S: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Me: CLEARLY.
Line: lissa won't be my girlfriend
S: OMFZ, WRITE LINE/SALAMI
Me: WRITING EVY/YM FIC.
Line: in the straight sense of girlfriend
Me: Oh please don't make me.
Line: DON'T WRITE ME/ANY MEATS

Lissa: Woe. For I have been abandoned. You all shall have to make it up to me
Me: *shags*
Me: :|
Me: ...Ummm.
Lissa: ;;)
Me: I'll always be The Other Woman, won't I?
Lissa: Yes, dear, one of many
Me: *sidles up to Lissa*
Raphie: For shame, Evy, you naughtly little h0.
S: Oi.
S: Evy, heel.
Me: *heels*
S: Good girl.
S: *licks*
Me: Do I get a leash? *is shopeful*
Me: **hopeful
Lissa: HEY
Lissa: MY EVY
S: ...
S: ERM
S: YOU JUST PROPOSED TO LINE.
S: ...sort of.
Lissa: AND SHE LEFT
Lissa: I need a rebound

It so is still December 5 in the US anyway, so I am justified in greeting now.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, postingwhore and ronniekins77!!!

And I suppose now's a good time for me to put up

postingwhore's requested drabble. (Natalie, yours aren't done yet, sorry. :P)

( Fifth Year Kisses, Bill/Charlie, 100 words )

I am skiving off my first period class to cram a project. Eeeep. *crosses fingers* I need sleep though. *shall sleep for an hour*