December 13th, 2005
|02:02 pm - Fighting the good fight, you know. . .|
"I can't believe she picked it up,
She didn't know the rules somehow.
Then I hear her say, "Hello". . .
Panic in the gray room now!"
I'm laughing at the rules today.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "The Good Fight", -JB
Lover, baby. Lingam and Yoni, or some crazy made-up shit like that.
Is that small font supposed to be a whisper? I should hope not, because everybody out to know that YOU AND SHIVA ARE LOVERS!!
:) And here they thought KEVIN was always the one leaving the door unlocked...
Crap. You know, and Shiva was doing so well at hiding the letters I'd left about owing her dinner, too?
Hehe, size 8 is a lot bigger than I expected. Rock.
*puffs up chest and glares at anybody who dares to tell her to use her library voice*
As for those notes, I might have known it... Shiva *always* had her bedroom door closed when Mr.-I-Worship-Shiva-But-Not-That-Shiva showed up to do questionable things. If I had but read the letters he surely left her I would have known the truth behind those visits, and maybe I would not have treated the sight of him cooking her nachos in the kitchen one evening so mundanely.
Oh, that heartbreakin' Shiva!
One never really knows how big a size "8" is until they see it, you know.
You don't know the half of the heartbreak Shiva can cause.