Oh dear sorry for exposing you Nina.
Still I don't think you were the only one that has indulged in Japanese ultra-violence at teatime now and again.
Little cuts and all.
*looks around wearily* "Hands up everyone."

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

22:21 / 08.08.05

And nobody even decided for old Cistern, there? Sheesh! Just because we find out somebodies a killer...

Garden State! Suffer the... Braff!

I just typed that, didn't I...

iamus

22:23 / 08.08.05

It's not my fault Vordeman gave me shit letters.

Seppuku was all I could make.

Laughing

17:07 / 09.08.05

I'm picking out socks. Stripes or checkerboard?

Stripes!

Yes, but shall it be the black and white stripes or the red and gold stripes?

Quickly. My feet grow cold.

Red Cross Iodized Salt

17:17 / 09.08.05

red and gold stripes

Should I go and get another cup of coffee now or should I wait until 3pm and have a cigarette as well (don't feel like a cigarette right now, so it'd just be coffee)?

Red Cross Iodized Salt

17:18 / 09.08.05

3pm my time = 21:00 Barbelith time.

Kit-Cat Club

17:28 / 09.08.05

Have both.

Unless you are only allowed to have one, in which case go for the option with cig.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

19:36 / 09.08.05

Will your stripey socks be as impressive as the lovely red and white pair Val Kilmer sported on that terrible Graham Norton show last night?

Shrug

12:38 / 14.10.05

Hmmm so stay in Film and Spanish or change to single honours English or as a third alternative Film and Classics? I'd normally just consult my star signs but this is an important decision. *ahem*

Cailín

16:37 / 14.10.05

Stay in Film and Spanish. Film could make you a more interesting conversationalist at parties, and Spanish is sexy.

We're The Great Old Ones Now

19:34 / 14.10.05

The Diceman ended up doing any number of scary things, like being Mickey Rourke for a day and faux-raping someone. This being Barbelith, you could easily end up in a some seriously creative trouble pursuing this course...

Shrug

14:19 / 15.10.05

Of course I'd have to present those as choices.

So then some lite-froutterism or Mickey Rourke for a day?

Shrug

14:22 / 15.10.05

(Damns hir impulsive fingers)

grant

21:03 / 17.10.05

What's the difference?

Tuna Ghost: Pratt knot hero

22:40 / 17.10.05

Should I work for a crappy faux-Italian place or one of those restaurants with crazy crap all over the walls? You know, like Uncle Moe's?

Or ditch both and work at the burger joint where a guy dresses up as a robin (the bird) and there's a magician ("Tom Hill! The Magician! Your Table Is His Theater!") every saturday night?

Eh...forget the burger joint, actually.

Totem Polish

01:58 / 18.10.05

Go for crazy crap, you're better off reeking like you had a good night out than of burger fat...also you'll have something to remember, particularly considering that at most bars you're rushing around like a loon pouring booze into the depleted mouths of light starved worker drones. Or so it appears to my mind at this hour...

Saint Keggers

02:00 / 18.10.05

Yeah but how can anyone turn down to opportunity to work alongside a real live magician?