Trompé Setsuled (setsuled) wrote,
Trompé Setsuled
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Oh la la la looch ti-dah! Ti-dah, DAH! Doooo . . . dou.

Uck. Refried beans've left aftertaste on my tongue curiously like that of vanilla coke.

I'm so sleep ready. My system is sleep-certified. I can make myself sleep on command; it's neat. Watch!

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There! I'm a neat guy, ne? (for the record, I really did drop off for a moment there).

After a bit of deliberation, I've decided to go to the Comicon anyway and not let dismay over the fact that Trisa's gonna miss it for no real corporeal reason whatsoever(except for my stupidity), get in my way.

(hey! I just noticed that some of the buttons on my shirt have neon orange stickers on them!)

I picked up a job application at Victoria's Secret to-day, and I'm very tantalised by the prospect of taking my involuntary sexual repression up to an exciting new pitch.

Trio of strange days, I think, this Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. What shall come next? I hope it's a bottle of water 'cos I'm thirsty.
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