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llamallicious: i need to talk to you about something super imprtant.
Me: Okay, what is it?
llamallicious: well.. this isnt wasy
llamallicious: easy*
Me: I'm listening. :-)
llamallicious: but i'm just gonna come right out and say it
llamallicious: alright..
llamallicious: this might be a bit shocking.
At this point, I'm imagining all sorts of things, each of them worse than the last.
Me: Okay.
llamallicious: i know this guy right.
llamallicious: his name.. is...
Now I'm thinking of the guy she's going out with.
Me: David?
llamallicious: GANDALF. AND HE WANTS TO GET IN YOUR PANTS.
llamallicious: muahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahahahaha
Me: LOL, OMG, I THOUGHT IT WAS SOMETHING SERIOUS.
llamallicious: hahahahahhaahhahahah!
Me: I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY YOU WERE A LESBIAN OR ANOREXIC OR SOMETHING.
llamallicious: HAHAHAHHAHAHA
Me: LOL
llamallicious: omggz
*iz ded* I'm so glad it wasn't anything major.
Well, moving right along, I found out some bad news today.
Remember Bob, my back brace? Well, I thought I'd be able to divorce him (in other words, not have to use him anymore) by the time we left for Hawaii--you know, cause having to wear a brace on vacation isn't fun. I had a CAT scan last week, and we went to the doctor's office today to see if my back had improved at all. According to the doctor, there is no change whatsoever. The only difference is that it doesn't hurt me as much when I arch backward.
So, not only do I have to keep wearing Bob, but I'm also not allowed to go to gymnastics or karate. The only good thing about this is that I don't have to do gym, which at least gives me some free blocks, but now I can't work on my increasingly decreasing (heh) skills and I can't take my black belt test. >_<
On the other hand, they lowered the amount of hours I have to wear Bob to sixteen, as opposed to twenty.
=/
Moving on to happier things, today was my friend Zack's birthday. We have this inside joke about how he was Peg-Bitch (he broke his toe, hence the cast/peg), but now that he doesn't have the cast/peg anymore he's just Bitch. I decided to make him a t-shirt about that, becauseelven_pirate_22 already made him one saying, "Peggy's my Bitch" or something like that.
Pictures!
Front.
Back.
Muahahaha.
llamallicious: i need to talk to you about something super imprtant.Me: Okay, what is it?
llamallicious: well.. this isnt wasyllamallicious: easy*Me: I'm listening. :-)
llamallicious: but i'm just gonna come right out and say itllamallicious: alright..llamallicious: this might be a bit shocking.At this point, I'm imagining all sorts of things, each of them worse than the last.
Me: Okay.
llamallicious: i know this guy right.llamallicious: his name.. is...Now I'm thinking of the guy she's going out with.
Me: David?
llamallicious: GANDALF. AND HE WANTS TO GET IN YOUR PANTS.llamallicious: muahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahahahahaMe: LOL, OMG, I THOUGHT IT WAS SOMETHING SERIOUS.
llamallicious: hahahahahhaahhahahah!Me: I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY YOU WERE A LESBIAN OR ANOREXIC OR SOMETHING.
llamallicious: HAHAHAHHAHAHAMe: LOL
llamallicious: omggz*iz ded* I'm so glad it wasn't anything major.
Well, moving right along, I found out some bad news today.
Remember Bob, my back brace? Well, I thought I'd be able to divorce him (in other words, not have to use him anymore) by the time we left for Hawaii--you know, cause having to wear a brace on vacation isn't fun. I had a CAT scan last week, and we went to the doctor's office today to see if my back had improved at all. According to the doctor, there is no change whatsoever. The only difference is that it doesn't hurt me as much when I arch backward.
So, not only do I have to keep wearing Bob, but I'm also not allowed to go to gymnastics or karate. The only good thing about this is that I don't have to do gym, which at least gives me some free blocks, but now I can't work on my increasingly decreasing (heh) skills and I can't take my black belt test. >_<
On the other hand, they lowered the amount of hours I have to wear Bob to sixteen, as opposed to twenty.
=/
Moving on to happier things, today was my friend Zack's birthday. We have this inside joke about how he was Peg-Bitch (he broke his toe, hence the cast/peg), but now that he doesn't have the cast/peg anymore he's just Bitch. I decided to make him a t-shirt about that, because
elven_pirate_22 already made him one saying, "Peggy's my Bitch" or something like that.Front.
Back.
Muahahaha.
