bip_bebop: (O RLY? YA RLY. lolhi)
I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO READ TEXTS FOR FOUR DAYS.

I'VE GOTTEN THEM, BUT THEY'VE BEEN STORING UP IN A QUEUE SOMEWHERE IN TELESPACE AWAITING ME TO TURN MY PHONE OFF AND ON AGAIN IN ORDER TO REVEAL THEMSELVES
my phone is like...SRSLY messed up guys >.<; It blinks the blue screen of death (which also acts as a refreshing agent because I have to wait for any buttons I've pressed to take effect in between the flashes, because it freezes), makes text rainbow colors and skews the screen every other time I scroll, orz. The dude at AT&T told me it was unlikely that it'd turn on again if I turned it off, so I've been madly transcribing the various texts I've saved for whatever reason so I can risk turning it off then on to see what people have continued to text me despite me saying I can't see the texts >_>

SO~HOW MANY TEXTS HAVE BACKED UP IN THE LAST FOUR-FIVE DAYS OR SO?? TAKING ALL BETS!!!
bip_bebop: (IT'S A PHEASANT)
So, all I did yesterday was sit around at work and hope I didn't get outbid on HG (and I DID. WHOEVER DID THIS WILL SOON BE VIOLENTLY MURDERED) and text-message back and forth with Lacey (her name is spelled differently from mine, which is Laci, so no I'm not typing in third person, 'kay?) even though I usually hate texting. But for some reason, our texts are really crazy, and funny as hell to me. In lieu of ranting about how pissed I am that I lost HG and Intromania *coughFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKcough* I'd rather relay our insanity for the masses to enjoy.
Also, I got the little L keychain-plush in the mail and he is adorable and makes me smile.
But, uh, here's our awkward, day-long conversation that was initiated by me asking her to look up the auctions on eBay to tell me if I was winning or not. (She is Gomez and I am Dean, btw--that's what we call each other so people won't think we're talking to/about ourselves.)
BACKGROUND INFORMATION: 1) I work at an outdoor market, with no computer access within miles, and that's where I was when the auctions ended. Which is why I lost. 2) Lacey works at a place where people can make hotel reservations over the phone. 3) Atlanta Bread Company is a restaurant that claims to be healthy, but PILES food onto sandwiches and salads, making them very fattening. 4) About five years ago Lacey and I decided we would make our own religion and finally settled on a yaoi religion. We were going to write holy texts and everything, and label various characters the gods of various things, as well as create a few of our own. 5) Marilyn Manson has a song called "Cake and Sodomy" in which he proclaims himself the god of fuck.

Sample of what's to come:
Oh the morbidly obese humanity!
Blessed be to the saucy ones.
Can Mello be god of fuck and/or Leatherbitchiness?


Click here for text-messages on crack. )
And just for the record? Yeah, I typed everything exactly how it appeared in the texts, so yes, I really do use appropriate capitalization/punctuation/etc, and she did say "vehemently."
rofl, damn we're weird. ♥

AHAHA, I slept till 3 today, wooowww.

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