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Saturday, June 08, 2002
:-) I love you Chad.
(Felt like it)
Linda graduates tomorrow. Everyone wish her a happy day! (And buy her stuff)
In four years of high school, she never learned not to refer to herself in the third person.
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 5:39 PM
Friday, June 07, 2002
You aren't a marshmellow, darling. You're a Princess.
Chhhhhaaaaddddd has people with him somewhere, and he's not online. I missed you, Chad!
Night all. Love ya.
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 10:45 PM
I never said people aren't supposed to, I just said if it happens there is a chance
that you're a marshmellow
posted by Anonymous at 8:06 PM
Topher! So glad you're back! *swirls around* It's been a while since you've stopped by, frankly I thought you'd forgotten us....much like Aaron and Serena.
We probably can't hope to get both of them back simultaneously, huh? Which should we go for, Em?
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 1:52 PM
Jesus, Em, we're in trouble....and tonight was my turn too, damn it.
Zach, why the hell'd you have to go and tell us that?
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 11:03 AM
Thursday, June 06, 2002
You know you're a marshmellow when: you find out you're made out of sugar, starch, corn syrup, and gelatin, coated with powdered sugar...
Also having a stick shoved up you're ass and then being roasted over a fire is a big hint
Yes, yes it is true =(
posted by Anonymous at 7:50 PM
Wednesday, June 05, 2002
Wow, I was just about to say something really bitter-sounding to Freddy. Bad Zoot! Bad, naughty Zoot!
So, "Freddy", is that true? Or are you yanking my chain? And if it's the ladder, could you yank some more please? That feels good.
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 8:28 PM
Dancing is not really my forte. The last time I went dancing
I ended up getting in a fist fight and the time before that I broke
two of my toes.
posted by Anonymous at 7:47 PM
You seemed decently in your element at Prom, love. Except for, well, dancing.
Speaking of dancing--- *spins and dips Emily*---- Hello.
Everyone dance! Yay!
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 11:00 AM
Tuesday, June 04, 2002
Not at all love- my pleasure. Wherever I end up in life, I don't ever want to forget the experience of brining a beautiful girl flowers.
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 10:56 PM
That'd be my wonderful friend Zach, Emily. I've told you a little about Zach. (Comparison to Ryan) Zach and I are going to go to the middle east and build a sand-sculpture of my breasts. Wanna come? It'd give you a chance to touch my nipples....it's been a while since ya did that.
Hi, Zach! Glad you came! Welcome to dsyphorena, the way life really shouldn't be!
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 12:44 PM
Monday, June 03, 2002
Once long ago, in a land not particualy far away, gaint pieces of radioactive super cheese
ruled over all. It was a dreadful place and few people wished to be there.
posted by Anonymous at 9:12 PM
What? Paper? What are you talking about?
*hopes she doesn't fail english...that would really, really suck*
posted by Elle Emaitch (A pseudonym-- first name is Linda) at 8:02 PM
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