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
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.