Good question. My thoughts? + Shits 'n giggles. + In order to take over the world through some overly convoluted plan involving lasers and Mark Twain's head in a jar. + So that said friends and minions may make you never-ending amounts of blueberry scones, thereby possibly eliminating any grumpiness (assuming you'd prefer not to be), tailor you evil black suits and cool black contacts (freaky veins optional), genetically engineer you A ROG (angsty love also optional), who can wander about in the caveman fashion, therefore aiding (perhaps giving more than just 'a hand') your escape from (or to) real life.
I've either been drinking too much or too little caffeine today. Take your pick.
- Shits n giggles you can have with random acquaintances.
- I sort of gave up taking over the world. I mean, what would I do with it? Where would I put it?
- I don't actually eat blueberry scones. I don't look good in suits for more than ten minutes (after which I sort of sag into myself and look like a hobo put in a tux). I don't think I can handle contacts, despite the cool. And while I know in theory that I do like Methos, at the moment I feel complete lack of love.
- You can tell if you drank too much caffeine by the eyes. If the skin around your eyes feel stretchy, it means your eyes are very wide open and you had too much. If you can't really keep your eyes open for more than thirty seconds per round, you had too little. Broadcast courtesy of People With Low Blood Pressure Who Like Cola (and had a caffeine icon until recently).
Why win friends and influence people? *confused* Are we supposed to? I just thought it was bad fiction. Also, I thought friend(s) is something that happens to you, you know, a bit like cats and falling in love. I never knew it was possible to win one. Apparently I've luckily been buying the wrong kind of lottery tickets. I prefer my own way.
On the subject of winning friends, I'm with Calime. Wasn't aware they were on offer in a raffle. Wouldn't enter it if they were.
As for influencing people, well, it's something I get paid to do at work and, at least occasionally, have to do with household teenager if I want to at least pretend to be a responsible parent. Wouldn't mind if I could influence a lot of people to stop being bigoted, homophobic, flaming arseholes, but . . .
Hmmm. Winning them? That makes it sound like you don't have to put any effort into the relationship, just grab and run like a meaty bone during a feeding frenzy. Real friends are there even when you're snarly or mean or sad or silent for a while because you just don't know what to say anymore.
And you can influence people just with a quiet hug. So *hugs*. Now I'll just go crawl back into my little cave for a while until I can smile again. Just remember, I'm still here, watching every little thing you do... Hee!
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sparklebutch) wrote2007-02-23 07:23 pm
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Winning friends is always good, though. They give you hugs. And cookies.
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*hu... on second thought, throws you a cookie. From a distance.*
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My thoughts?
+ Shits 'n giggles.
+ In order to take over the world through some overly convoluted plan involving lasers and Mark Twain's head in a jar.
+ So that said friends and minions may make you never-ending amounts of blueberry scones, thereby possibly eliminating any grumpiness (assuming you'd prefer not to be), tailor you evil black suits and cool black contacts (freaky veins optional), genetically engineer you A ROG (angsty love also optional), who can wander about in the caveman fashion, therefore aiding (perhaps giving more than just 'a hand') your escape from (or to) real life.
I've either been drinking too much or too little caffeine today. Take your pick.
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- I sort of gave up taking over the world. I mean, what would I do with it? Where would I put it?
- I don't actually eat blueberry scones. I don't look good in suits for more than ten minutes (after which I sort of sag into myself and look like a hobo put in a tux). I don't think I can handle contacts, despite the cool. And while I know in theory that I do like Methos, at the moment I feel complete lack of love.
- You can tell if you drank too much caffeine by the eyes. If the skin around your eyes feel stretchy, it means your eyes are very wide open and you had too much. If you can't really keep your eyes open for more than thirty seconds per round, you had too little. Broadcast courtesy of People With Low Blood Pressure Who Like Cola (and had a caffeine icon until recently).
Thank you for your answer!
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*confused* Are we supposed to?
I just thought it was bad fiction.
Also, I thought friend(s) is something that happens to you, you know, a bit like cats and falling in love. I never knew it was possible to win one. Apparently I've luckily been buying the wrong kind of lottery tickets. I prefer my own way.
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*and then growls a little and runs back into angry!cave, before I forget*
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Is the cave snug?
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But arm bone between two rows of teeth - is snug.
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As for influencing people, well, it's something I get paid to do at work and, at least occasionally, have to do with household teenager if I want to at least pretend to be a responsible parent. Wouldn't mind if I could influence a lot of people to stop being bigoted, homophobic, flaming arseholes, but . . .
*hopes you are comfy in your angry!cave*
I like the icons.
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So, that book should've been called "how to be a popular bitch and brainwash people into submission", then.
Hell, sounds better already.
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And I don't have anything that needs getting done quite this desperately.
And on that topic/mood, chat's up.
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Coz it makes life a little less bumpy?
Nah, scratch that - move over, I'm sure there's enough room in this cave for two :-P
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Your icon: *meganods*.
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Hmmm. Winning them? That makes it sound like you don't have to put any effort into the relationship, just grab and run like a meaty bone during a feeding frenzy. Real friends are there even when you're snarly or mean or sad or silent for a while because you just don't know what to say anymore.
And you can influence people just with a quiet hug. So *hugs*. Now I'll just go crawl back into my little cave for a while until I can smile again. Just remember, I'm still here, watching every little thing you do... Hee!
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So take your toes out of this messy puddle of a post. Go read ones with naked people frolicking in them.
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Nope, not gonna. Cuz all troubles are real, inside your head or out. And hugs work on both. So *hugs* Big 'uns!
And, yeah, I'm reading pr0n right now. Feels good. :)
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and influencing people to do my bidding is a pleasant past time. Otherwise my whips and chains would get all dusty and that just won't do.
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But not in a creepy way.
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