"Soldiers Must Fight and Preachers Must Pray..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

Oh, I win. I cleared my backlog. Two hundred e-mails. Look, it only took four hours!

...But I haven't done anything else. Oh, damn. *runs away in a panic* I have to exercise and to finish my schoolwork and I haven't worked on Nanni's fic and I have a French class to-night and dinner and Jacob's money, I haven't been down to give Jacob his money, and omg I am going to die.

Damn.

*scurries*

Comments

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

i've decided i need to stop replying to you, because that rather defeats the purpose of finally being done with it, doesn't it, so, in short --

yes, yes, you do have v. attractive hips. the sort i should like to put my arms around one day -- should that be in strikethroughs? damn my weak sense of propriety.

and anything that spawned epi must've been an incredible, incredible, dreadfully incredible play.

... murder!horatio ... you could whisper it in my ear ...?

the rocks in my garden are smooth dappled greys, soft reds and slate blues ... my mum likes to steal particularly nice ones from parking lots and bring them home.

i win at nothing. i don't even need to specify at what i don't win at. but you write a lovely ros.

and i'll make ros wear a tux at your funeral and everything -- we hope your ashes will be scattered somewhere nice, or -- at least put in a very nice vase (not a box).

-- if i missed anything, the general gist was, i love worship madly adore you. <3<3<3

good luck. *tighthugs*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Miss Kylee, you are absolutely the nicest, most thoughtful person in the world.

*blushes! and will, will, will never forget that as long as she lives...!* ...Are you ever coming to Pennsylvania, Miss?

...perhaps it's both. XD Prometheus was a magician; the liver business was the Remarkable Renowned Reoccurring Act.

Murder!Horatio! I'm working on it now.

Bweeee. We sometimes steal go down to the river and try to find nice flat ones for the fishpond, but-- oh, that's rather awfully beautiful.

yes. you. eversoDO. *blush*

...!!! I shall be heartbroken that I won't be alive to see Ros inna tuxedo. My ashes shall be scattered off the side of the bird cliffs in Iceland, or maybe into the bay in Stykkisholmi in Snaefellsnes by Snaefellsjokul.

I love you so much, Miss Kylee. Just--so much.

*hugsback* Thank you.

[silverdragon262.livejournal.com]

I imagine that the way I was constantly replying to your replies did not help, either.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

No, but I love you wildly anyway, so that's quite all right.

[silverdragon262.livejournal.com]

Oh, well. That's all right, then. ^_^

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Yep. <333333!

[tiamatschild.livejournal.com]

Yike!

Honey, don't worry about the story, okay? I'm good! :) Birthday celebrations go on forever in my family. It's just fine. *snugglesnugglesnuggle*

*goes to do own schoolwork which has been neglected dreadfully, argh!*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Nooo. I'm going to get it done some time this month. Really! *snuggles back liek whoa*

*flail*