Mmm, lunch

[napoleonherself]

In a delightful little coincidence, Colin is in the class I just got back from. Cold Stone guy. The one that mecha kept saying had a thing for me, and the one I kept saying couldn't possibly have any such thing because, c'mon, look at me:


I am amused. I know exactly two people in this town by name, one of them is my roommate who is now GRADUATED, and the other happens to be in the FIRST class I go to this semester. I noticed him as soon as he came in. Comes in a bit late, sits down in the back, I do the standard curious-glance-at-the-new-person thing, and then doubletake. Then I spent the first part of the (very, very long and drawn-out) roll call waiting for the J's to get around, because I knew his last name started with a J, and listening for if instructor calls him "Colin" is a lot less embarrassing than walking up to him and going "um, you ARE a person I know and not just some random stranger that looks like him, right?"

I don't really have anything else to talk about now. Aigh, that means I made a post solely to talk about a boy. Next thing you know I'll be wearing pink and carrying a dainty little purse that perfectly matches my shoes.

No! NO! NEVAH!!! *fires up Galaxies to get her testosterone-pumpin' stuff-killin' fun on*

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[wing-zero-ew.livejournal.com]

Also: I will have to get you some frilly things, girly sparkly pens, stiletto heels and something, I don't know what yet, with a unicorn on the front.

A pretty, pastel unicorn.

Muahahah

[napoleonherself.livejournal.com]

I don't like you very much, if at all.

[wing-zero-ew.livejournal.com]

Awwww

[darnn.livejournal.com]

Assuming one would forgive the insult of the unicorn, which is not something I would personally have done, stilettos? Why not just get her an iron maiden? With grooves somewhere shaped like a unicorn that fill with blood?

[napoleonherself.livejournal.com]

I'm going to have to beat mecha to the punch here and go WOW, KINKY