The Obliteration of Memories
Jun. 10th, 2009 12:58 amI'm on an epic quest to kick my crushing backlog of neglected correspondence. I responded to my months-old facebook wall posts today, got well over half-way through my inbox on that, and purged my gmail inbox from over 350-something to 28, and lowering. I've found enough tidbits of information I needed to keep to make a massive notes file, in addition to all the crap I've archived.
Among them, have a bit of conversation I found amusing:
me: well I'm not like, anger-bears over it:
Among them, have a bit of conversation I found amusing:
me: well I'm not like, anger-bears over it:
I offered myself up as a war-correspondent, which is what any respectable 22 year old in a perilous sittuation would do
I can't offer more
Sam: I say again, they are fools
and whores
and egg sucking bastards
me: they suck so many eggs people think they're snakes
I have seen them at it
it is horrible to behold
Sam: they should be set upon by mongooses!
me: Mongeese? WHATEVER THAT PLURAL MIGHT BE!
...mongoosi?Sam: Mongese!
am: Monsoon!!!
am: Monsoon!!!
of Mongeese
me: ...that one is the BEST sam
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Date: 2009-06-10 02:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-10 02:42 pm (UTC)