just idle bitchin'

50 Cent really thinks his dick is something. Candy shop, amusement park, wtf--so he's saying that he's a *sweet* guy, and the ride makes you feel like puking and it's over in the blink of an eye?

It's sad when the record I like most this year is Rich Boy...*shakes head* Meanwhile, I've been wearing Lil' Wayne out--ooo! How do you do that music file thing stuff--I want to share with you, 'cause I love you! And bear in mind all this is still a damn mystery to me....

in other news...

I have 961 hugs. Won't someone help little Roxy make it to 969? Sure, I could do it myself, but that would be like cheating. 969, why, it's the same no matter which way you're pointed--it's a perfect number. Almost as good as 669, that was my favorite. Kind of satanic reciprocal oral sex.

Can't you tell I'm writing? I always get all chatty and weird when I write. Oh, gosh--you know that SpN fic, Tail Gunner? No, you don't. You have no idea what fic I'm talking about. *eyeballs you pointedly* Anyway, liver gnawing bitterness aside-- I got the nicest comment on it today. The kind of comment that makes you say gosh, "let me finish this mother-fucker--someone likes it.*sob*"

All kidding aside, I'm actually getting a pretty positive response for an unknown and that makes me happy! Also, I'm happy because Clark is finally talking to me--he's being all giddy and goofy, but I guess that's cool. *eyeballs clark instead* Okay, back in a bit--woo-hoo! Weekend spam! And we can say anything we want because no one's here! Listen--if you yell real loud, you can hear echoes.
Okay, back to work. :)

969!!!!!

You really, really love me!

*sniffsniffsniff*

*clings to you and surreptitiously wipes nose on your shoulder--but like I tell the Fam, it's strictly from love*

ETA: AAAAAAAAAAAH!!! MY PERFECT 969!!!!!!! It's gone!! *throws self on floor and sobs* Why? Why? Y'all just don't want me to enjoy my 69's, do you?