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Wednesday, May 19, 2004
the oois fill me with joy!

my job is giving me grief.

and my coping mechanism just wants to play the pants game. (in this pants or the next, we will be together...for pants!...my father made this pants to commemorate a great victory...)

and pearly, is SO dead. *evil laughter*


+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
(many hours later...)

k, now i have time to elaborate.

the oois smsed me last night to tell me they were back in town n that they will be flying off to bali shortly. and when they got to bali, they smsed me again! pei ee even said she missed me. aww! i feel so loved. *hugs the oois*

job sucks, but boss has smoothed my ruffled feathers, so am placated for now.

as for the pants game, will explain in a separate post...(soon!)

pearly no longer lusts only for orli. how dare she! she should know better than to challenge me like that. ;) am now on a campaign to show her the error of her ways. watch out darling, lasvicious pictures coming your way. *rubs hands together with glee*

posted 02:24

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