Lazy, Lazy Girl.

I'm too lazy to post properly, so I'll just paste the promised conversation about trading facial hair and live off the wit of five days ago.

Kirsty. says:
Followed by suicide.
Robert. says:
Followed by A&E
Robert. says:
Followed by Needle in the Haaayyyyy
Robert. says:
Actually I think Needle in the Haaaayyy starts before the A&E
Kirsty. says:
To be honest, the suicide thing was mostly due to over-exposure to terrible music
Kirsty. says:
Needle in the Haaayyyyy at the appropriate moment might just have saved my life.
Robert. says:
Yes, but, listening to Needle in the Hay and committing suicide also involve shaving off all of your facial and head hair
Kirsty. says:
But I've been collecting
Kirsty. says:
I almost have the full set
Robert. says:
Mustache?
Kirsty. says:
I tried
Kirsty. says:
But no one will trade with me
Robert. says:
Erm... mutton chops?
Kirsty. says:
Almost
Kirsty. says:
But they're only functioning at 43% capacity
Robert. says:
Hmm, I have some level 76 muttonchops
Robert. says:
But only a level 16 tash :(
Kirsty. says:
Pah
Kirsty. says:
I'll trade you
Robert. says:
I'll trade you my tash with a condition that it be returned when I reach 74
Kirsty. says:
But it will have levelled up by then
Kirsty. says:
I'm not nurturing your mustache for you
Robert. says:
But you can enjoy it for many years
Kirsty. says:
Only to have it torn away from me
Robert. says:
Not torn...
Robert. says:
Look you can have my mutton chops forever.
Kirsty. says:
I will think about it
Kirsty. says:
And confer with my agent
Kirsty. says:
He seems to think that mutton chops might hold back my career
Robert. says:
Erm...
Robert. says:
For a while
Robert. says:
Until the 70s roll back again

I'm going to take pictures of my notebook and post them because I'm going to give it away, and copy and paste some creative work, because I keep meaning to, and generally be a better person from now on because I feel much better in myself than I have done for a while now. Except there are some things not worth being nice about. War, apartheid, and jellybabies, because jellybabies are nice enough without sugar coating them (as it were).

Mmm, sugar coated jellybabies.

(Today I have eaten one kindly donated orange, a biscuit baked by the ever-delightful cook Tilly, and a calippo ice lolly. My tummy is growling like a beast.)

Rawwwrl. Night.

My First Post: On Amicable Break-ups.

Robert. says:
What you have to remember is that woman are naturally below men
Kirsty. says:
Robert
Kirsty. says:
Now is not the best time to be telling me this
Kirsty. says:
This is the post-break up period in which the only appropriate comments are:
Kirsty. says:
"You go girl!"
Kirsty. says:
"Who needs him?!"
Kirsty. says:
And "Screw them all, let's have martinis!"
Robert. says:
Who needs him!
Kirsty. says:
NO ONE
Robert. says:
Screw them all let's have martinis!
Kirsty. says:
YES LETS
Robert. says:
YOU GO GIRL!
Kirsty. says:
OKAY WHERE
Robert. says:
Erm... it was more of a hollow empty statement with no real meaning...
Kirsty. says:
Oh.
Kirsty. says:
Well that was fun, anyway.
Kirsty. says:
Cue montage
Kirsty. says:
Theme music: "Sisters Are Doin' it for Themselves"
Kirsty. says:
Followed by "R.E.S.P.E.C.T"
Kirsty. says:
Followed by suicide.

I might add:

This is a joke.
I am not, nor have I ever been (never) suicidal, least of all over boys.
I like chocolate-covered coffee beans.
I shouldn't have eaten so many chocolate-covered coffee beans.
This was the most amicable break up I've ever had.
I still have a friend. His name is Rian. He's still pretty cool.
I am pleased.

This conversation continued, on the subject of facial hair trading cards, and Keanu Reeves statuettes. More may be posted at a later date, when I am less hyped up on coffee beans and miniature marshmallows.

[00:08:20] They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From The Dead!! Ahhhhh! says:
To be honest, the suicide thing was mostly because of over-exposure to terrible, funky music

As are all suicides, perhaps.

P.S. Possibly the first blog ever tagged with both "relationships, suicide," AND "mustaches, coffee beans, funky music". Hopefully not the last.