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why yes, i *do* like the sound of my own voice
lucypevensie
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September 2009
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why yes, i *do* like the sound of my own voice [userpic]

I cannot handle much more of this week.

Of the past four days, I've spent 65-or-so hours with people. Of the past week, the number's something even more astronomical. Probably pushing 90.

After opera Prof. Jones was like "You have to move AMR because there's a theatre thing that night."

But we were scheduled first and the theatre thing can suck it.

And then Thera and Amber were like "COME listen to the Irish guy!" And I was like "DEATH!!!!" And I ran away to my room to hide.

And I'm gonna see the sister tomorrow! WEEHOO!

And the folks too I suppose. So that's good. :)

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The Irish guy?

Hmm. My usual reaction to the Irish is, "Let's have some beer, sing, play football (soccer), and sing some more." Why the running?

*BLINK*

That crunch had better not be the sausage plowing my yard hitting my van.

Re: The Irish guy?

The Irish guy was giving a concert yesterday.

Was told it was fantabulous and had no reason to disbelieve this, but really could not spend any more time in the company of many people. :p

Sorry about the theatre thing. I honestly don't know what's going on that night; he's not let us know.

This is hardly uncharacteristic.