Facade - I'd say you deleted the application because there isn't a pet for either of your accounts. :lol: Unless of course, you have a third account. You crazy person, you.
Also, eff you, Pet Society is very fun. D:< I like any game where I can dress up or decorate something, really... Provided I like the items.
Though if you really did play back when it first came out, I can see why you wouldn't like it. Things were much less pretty then. :lol:


*catches a kitten and snuggles it forever*
Oh god, I miss my grandma's kittens. It's been a week since I saw them and I miiiiiissss theeeemmmm. :cry: They were so wonderful. :cry:

Awwwwwww. :) I don't understand how the person holding the camera can stand to not being playing with the kitten, though. :lol:

*plumps thread and uses it as a pillow* I'm sleepy...

CHERRY IS STILL FRIENDS WITH MY FACEBOOK GAMING ACCOUNT!? :O

...Lol. :lol:
I actually temporarily deleted that Facebook account altogether, so maybe some of the crap I had on it was also borked? D: I haven't logged into it in months...

Why yes, yes I am. And yesterday I even sent it gamespam! :D

Snow - Thanks, you reminded me that I needed to go downstairs and get a new pillow. :lol: You know those memory foam pillows that are supposed to last forever? Yeah, my big fat head broke mine. ;-; It lasted longer than any traditional pillow's lasted me, though.
I don't know what the hell I do in my sleep that wrecks pillows, but damn, me and my dad both have the ability to render a traditional pillow to flat crap in 6 months. My memory foam pillow lasted about two years, though. But now the big bump that's supposed to support your neck isn't much of a bump anymore and I keep waking up on my mattress because apparently sleep-me deems it unfit for sleeping upon.

Er, sorry to pillow rant at you there. :lol:

Talk about pillow talk... :roll: :stare:

I'm so excited to move into my dorm and lounge about on my zebra-print chair! :squee:
Pillows reminded me of my recent dorm spree. :roll: It's all your fault.

Why didn't you just set up your chair in your bedroom now? Since you apparently love it so. :lol:

I'm never going to live in a dorm. Dorm life just sounds... like the worst possible thing for me. ><
Unfortunately, most colleges FORCE you to live in a dorm in your freshman year and make YOU pay for it, which I think is a complete and utter greedy, manipulative move. :/ But my freshman year will be at a community college, so haha, fuck you, universities. :lol:

Lol. :rofl:

I'm in my own dorm, ALONE, for my first year. :mrgreen: Which is perfect, considering I'd hate to be matched up with some lacrosse-playing bastard my freshman year. :( This way I have a chance of meeting someone who's male and suitable for roomieness. If I don't find any such fucktard, further awaaay I go~! :D

Community college is still college. :talk2hand: Actually, the community college near me is probably the best in the tri-state area. :P The only actual reason I'm not going there is that:
a) I don't drive.
b) I'd know a ton of people there, and I hate knowing people. Because I hate people. And if they have previous knowledge of my existence, there's more of a reason for me to hate them. :stare:
c) I need to get the Fawkes away from this house. :insane: My older brother still lives at home (he's actually going to this community college, which brings me to my next reason), and pair that with my younger brother, utter chaos ensues. I really, really need my own space... Somewhere I can get away, have a clear mind, and preferably meet new people who aren't lame douchenozzles.
d) My older brother goes there.

I'm not too proud to go there, though, overall. :P My mom went there, and with only an Associates degree in Nursing she's making over $100,000/yr. She also works at one of the highest-paying hospitals on the East coast, works her ass off, and doesn't get child support, so it all evens out. :lol:

I'm sorry to blather on as if you care. :talk2hand: But in all honesty, people make college and community college out to be such different entities... The only difference is that at one, you sleep over. :rofl: That's basically it.

When I went to college the year was 1956. It was at the University of Memphis. My roommate was a young Elvis A. Presley.

He said, "Howdy! Howdy! Take a look at this dance move!" I replied, "Not now, Elvis! This Icelandic literature isn't going to learn itself!"

And then he hip swiveled my poodle skirt into the fish tank.

True story.

OMG! :o How did you ever get your poodle skirt back to its natural sheen after such tragedy!? :cry:

Elvis totally picked me up off the side of the road one time and took me back to his place. :love: We spooned for what seemed like days, until his mom called and told him a totally divoon white suit was waiting for him at home.

That was the last time I saw him. :(

Sadly, I didn't. But Annettte Funnyjello lent me her beach shorts, which caused quite the stir at the Governor's Ball.

...Psh, that wasn't Elvis. That was El Vez!

LOL! :rofl:

Ew, he's kinda scary looking in some way... I think it's the orange glow his skin has, paired with the creepy mustache, and the brillo-pad-like hair... And the sideburns aren't helping either. :(

But I do appreciate a man in uniform. :love: Even if it's more of a park ranger type of thing. :roll:

Annette Funnyjello is such a whore. :talk2hand: I don't know why that Fonzie character digs her so! :o There are classier girls out there... Like me. :(
I wish he'd taken ME to the goddamn Governor's Ball. :stare:

Fonzie heard the rumor that you were flippin' Al's burgers well Mr. Miyagi watched.

You know, the rumor I started.

:o MERLE, HOW COULD YOU!? :cry:

Just because I like seeing Miyagi wax on and off out of the corner of my eye while Al ravishes me does NOT mean The Fonz needs to put me on his "do not do" list. :talk2hand:

Fonzie doesn't want you to jump his shark. He said you have Potsie's cooties.

...You sure he didn't mean I had Richie's cooties? :cry:
I'm pretty sure Potsie hasn't been welcomed into my Venus fly trap just yet. :roll: He's got some 'splainin to do.

Facade - Yeah, I know they're pretty much the same. It's just the "sleepover" part that gets me. Or rather (now it's my turn to make a list)
1) Living in a tiny one-room place
2) Public or shared bathroom
3) Living with a stranger with absolutely no privacy
4) Living with a stranger with absolutely no privacy
5) LIVING WITH A STRANGER WITH ABSOLUTELY NO PRIVACY. :gonk:
I don't want to live totally alone (I'm too needy and paranoid for that), but on the other hand, I, like you, hate people, so there are very few people I'd be willing to live with. And that list is pretty much just the people I'm closest to in life, and even then I worry about them getting on my nerves or vice versa.
So, I'll get the benefits of college, plus the benefits of community college (no dorm, actually being able to get in, easier to just take a few classes one semester to get used to the whole being-in-a-class thing). Then the next year I'll transfer. Win/win/win/win.... /win.

Howdy - ... wtf is that. :gonk:

We should be roomies, Cherry. :talk2hand:
THAT WAY YOU CAN FLIP THE FUCK OUT WHEN I'M INVADING YOUR PRIVACY. :D

...And... Uh... We can bulldoze the walls so it's less confined?

Yeah, that way we can both just huddle in our antisocial corners and occasionally burst into tears because of the other's presence and proximity! :D Also, hunch over our laptops in order to talk to each other through a message board. Less scary that way.

Sorry, Face, I couldn't hear you. I'm huntin' cougars.

*lies on Mrs. C's kitchen table*

@Cherry ~ Wha' th' FaK is what?

HEY! GET THE HELL OFF THE TABLE!
I'm trying to learn to be a reputable housewife. :cry: Mrs. C is holding a class in her kitchen (and later, her bedroom - "hands-on" learning :ninja: ) JUST FOR ME. :gonk:

...And Chachi will gun you down if I give him the signal. :talk2hand:

Howdy - It's pronounced "wituh 'ff," thank you very much.
And I meant that... that... thing. :gonk: The... the...
The stache is on his lip. :gonk:

Facade - So she'll be teaching you how to properly put on a fitted sheet?

*kicks Chachi in the chachi*

... That's funny if you know that in Korea they had to change the name of the show Joanie loves Chachi cause chachi is Korean slang for man junk.

@Cherry ~ That's El Vez. The Mexican Elvis. ;D

Yeah, sure Cherry. :roll: Among other things... :ninja:

LOL! I didn't know that that's what that meant. :rofl: I need to pester my Korean friends with that in the future. :ninja: