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Also, today is a special day. Sharon's mom is in Davis. Elizabeth is taking the GREs. Chau is flying to San Francisco. Eric is coming back. Oh, also. Elizabeth is funny and wonderful.

response from nowheregirl: don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future

llama: ooh, is someone being all angsty up in yor face and being like LYNDSAY WE COULD HAVE AL OF THIS AND IT COULD BE SO PERFECT JUST SAY YOU'LL BE MINE FOREVER
llama: and you're like NO WAY JOSE I'M GOINGTO MAKE MY OWN FUTURE SO BUZZ OFF
llama: ad the other person is like < /3
llama: and you're like BOOM SWAGGER SWAGGER SWAGGER BOOM BOOM BOOM
llama: and then y put on sme boots and walk out the door and never turn back
llama: because hat's what boots were made for
llama: breaking hearts and never lookin back
llama: some people cal them "fuck me" boots
llama: but it's more like "fuck you!" boots
llama: the 9:5:29 pm remark--that should be "that's" not "hat's" because boots were not made for hats
llama: unless you're realy into that whole matching thing
llama: in which case hat's 'n belt's 'n purse' what boots were made for

In reality, if anyone is feeding my lies, it is myself. My away message is really just the result of my guilty and way-too-late obsession with the postal service, but Elizabeth's explanation makes my life seem much more interesting.
- posted by Lyndsay @ 11:23 AM