If I were there, I'd argue with you about whether or not you were sad, then you'd tell me I was being ridiculous, then somehow it would turn into a debate about feminist rhetoric and/or religious theory, then I'd make you watch the Christopher Walken on SNL DVD I recieved as compensation for aging another year, then I'd try and make you drink beer and eat ice cream.
no subject
Sad
Be thankful you are safe. For now. *evil cackle*
Also!
thank you and good night.