I was eating while typing the IM stuff, which explains the inability to actually type properly.

[napoleonherself]

This is possibly the most terrifying comment ever. I'm keeping the email in case person deletes comment later, so I will always have evidence of the terror.

Carlo (6:29:11 PM): like the writing. it should be so easy. I just don't bother committing time to it
Carlo (6:29:18 PM): is there one t too many in that word? asldkfhaksfdsla
The Jennybork (6:29:30 PM): ther are eight t's
The Jennybork (6:29:42 PM): comtmittintgtttt
The Jennybork (6:29:50 PM): most are silent

I had to come home early because my feet were hurting so badly that I could barely walk. Grr. This does not bode well. Especially since I have another six-hour shift tomorrow, and seven on Tuesday. I love the job except for the part with the AGONY...

Comments

[markahix.livejournal.com]

if the journal is indeed a fake, she deserves a pulitzer for some exquisite bullshit and the ability to never once fall out of character (save for the time when she finally got pissed enough at me to start ranting, which devolved (as she would no doubt see it) into perfect, grammatically correct english...

~Mark

[napoleonherself.livejournal.com]

Heh. Eventually it turns out she's either a famous author trying to invent a new form of interactive fiction, or an actress exhaustively researching the role of an oh-so-gawth teenager. Or a member of an invading alien race, testing their latest psychological weapon. Y'know. Something normal like that.

[markahix.livejournal.com]

Heh... psychological weapon, my ass. Seriously, if they're trying to see how humans respond to that shite, they'd be better off not letting me speak for humanity... I'm nothing of an agry motherfucker when it comes to that level of stupidity...