Mood: rushed
Topic: New Management
Gak! I have no time... For anything!!! Never before in my life have I been so buisy, well, at least that I can remember, lol. School starts in a week or so and then I'll have to abandon my wacked out sleep patterns and return to a more normal and sane routine. I'll have crap loads of homework and tons and tons of community service to knock out. In fact, registration was last week! Gah... I thought I was going to die! In fact, I walked home with my friends and hung out for a bit, but when I got home I fell into bed (at 7:30, can you believe it?!) and slept until my dentist appointment, woke up for it, was asleep two hours later, and diidn't wake up until my friends called to go to the mall *shudder* which I only did because it was them, lol. Thank you Maia and Crecy for getting me off my back and out into the fresh air! Of course, when I got home I was even more tired and slept the whole next night away. Imagine this scene from before registration...
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"OH MY GOD!!! OhmyGod, ohmyGod, ohmyGod..." *Maia smacks me upside the head* "Get a grip, George!" "I don't wanna see people, I don't wanna have to act polite, I don't wanna converse... GET ME OUTTA HERE!!! I'M GOING NUTS!!!" *Crecy walks over ad tosses glass of water over me* "Chill, George, it's just gonna be us. Don't worry about it!" "Gak! Y'know, guys, this water in the face thing is becoming a theme. Now I'm gonna have to go chang-" *Maia and Crecy both grab one of my arms and drag me out of the room.*
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Anyway, you get the picture I'm sure. So, since I fully understand that I am not able to continue shouldering the responsibility for the upkeep of this site, I am hereby farming it off on Georgiana. Georgiana de Requiem, or so she says her name is, is some kind of relation to me, a cousin way removed or something. She doesn't look much older than twenty or so, yet she's constantly saying things that make me think maybe she's older than she looks. Whenever I ask her what her relation to me is, she dodges the subject, and please believe me when I say that Georgiana is the master of dodging. And what really confuses me, is whenever I bring up the subject of Georgiana to my mom she looks annoyed and tells me that no matter how many times I ask, I am not related to a Georgiana de Requiem and to not go into chat rooms. I'll figure it out someday...
Posted by scifi2/lkh_books
at 3:55 AM PDT
Updated: Friday, August 26, 2005 4:01 AM PDT
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Updated: Friday, August 26, 2005 4:01 AM PDT
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