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Wainess!
Hyper again. But not really over FFX-2, although that still is a pressing concern.
Sabi burned a CD for me, and Me-chan is burning one for me too. ^_^ *glomps new music*
And Lyrique was online. *jumps up and down happily* She freaking rocks, and she so desperately needs to get AIM. And because I had way way too much fun with our conversation:
chibigenius: You rock socks.
lyrique86: It's the facade I put on when I'm online. makes me feel important you see. In real life I'm a forty year old woman with no life.
chibigenius: Really now?
chibigenius: *scratches Lyrique off of her 'people who aren't 40 years on in real life' list*
lyrique86: Oh darn. I've been scratched off. My life has no meaning now!
chibigenius: *patpat*
chibigenius: Now now, dear, you've been added to the 'people who are wiser than Dagas list'.
lyrique86: Oh no, I'm not wiser. I'm just older.
chibigenius: Nyar.
chibigenius: But you have such a delicious handle on life.
lyrique86: You really think so? Thank you, child.
chibigenius: No problem ^_^
chibigenius: And 40 year olds can still be cool.
chibigenius: You put on a very good act.
lyrique86: I try ^^
chibigenius: Take a bow
lyrique86: *Bows deeply*
chibigenius: There you go. ^_^
lyrique86: Well, I've been honest. Now it's your turn. You're actually a man aren't you?
chibigenius: *looks down* How'd ya guess. I tend to forget that sometimes. I have my surgery next May.
lyrique86: I see. Lots of luck to you. Have they already started you on the pills yet?
chibigenius: Oh yes, I've been on them for about a year now, and I'm currently living my life as a woman. You know, when I'm not kicking major tush in football.
lyrique86: Fascinating. You must lead a very interesting life.
chibigenius: No, it's quite boring. As the only football I play is foosball.
lyrique86: Ah. And how did your family take the news?
chibigenius: Well, after disowning me, institutionalizing me, and sending me into the military, they have finally accepted my decision to be a professional foosball player.
lyrique86: It's nice to know there are still people out there who will do whatever it takes to fulfill their dreams.
chibigenius: Yes yes.
chibigenius: So, old lady, what is your greatest aspiration?
lyrique86: To get my name in the book of world records as the woman with the longest hair.
chibigenius: Ahh a worthy aspiration. How long are your tresses now, fair Rapunzel?
lyrique86: Chin length. My hair got caught in a revolving door last Christmas, and the firemen had to chop it all of to get me free.
chibigenius: That truly is a shame. I will consult the wart-nosed witch that haunts my attic and she will give you a potion to grow your esteemed tresses in no time.
lyrique86: That would be lovely. I would prefer my picture in the books before my hair turns gray.
chibigenius: Oh, but that's not much time. I will have to consult the miracle worker who is currently stuck in my chimney.
lyrique86: And you said your life was boring...
chibigenius: It is. You should hear the way the head wizard rambles on about frogs. It puts all the dragons to sleep within seconds.
lyrique86: Oh dear, how dreadful. But then, you can always toast marshmellows while the dragons are sleeping.
chibigenius: Oh, but these dragons don't breath fire. The dragon keeper had their fire breathing organ removed.
lyrique86: What's a dragon without his fire breathing organ? Not a dragon at all.
chibigenius: I suppose you will have to take it up with the dragon keeper. You see our last three cottages burnt down because of their breath. Finally the firefighters told us we had to either de-fire the dragons or send them to the pound.
lyrique86: I see. That must have been a hard decision for you.
chibigenius: Yes, quite difficult. But I couldn't just leave the dragons. You know how easily it is to get emotionally attatched to them.
lyrique86: Yes. They're just so loveable. You don't want to part with them.
chibigenius: Of course. And how about your pets?
lyrique86: No pets. They tends to lose all their hair after a few days in my house. I think it's from all the radiation.
chibigenius: Radiation? So that's what they did with Chernobyl?
lyrique86: Chernobyl?
chibigenius: Yes, the nuclear power plant in Russia that melted down.
lyrique86: Oh that Chernobyl. I was confused because I had a cat named that too. Incidentally, she melted too...
chibigenius: How unfortunate.
lyrique86: Yes. I told her not to go near my hair products, but she just wouldn't listen.
chibigenius: Very unfortunate. I find that putting the left over petmelt into the freezer over night in a pet shaped mold takes care of that.
lyrique86: But they're never the same...
chibigenius: No, not quite. But the organs are usually in the right place. It's just a matter of getting the fur on the outside.
lyrique86: Fortunately, I don't have to worry about that. Their fur is usually gone by then
chibigenius: Yes yes... my memory slipped.
lyrique86: It's all right. My memory tends to slip often. Must be a sign of old age.
chibigenius: Yes, but you are practically a grandmother. I am a strapping young shemale.
lyrique86: Excuse me? I hardly think forty is grandmother age.
chibigenius: Well, perhaps for you modern types it is not. But in this villiage, we marry early.
lyrique86: Oh so you live in a village? How quaint.
chibigenius: Really now? And where must you live to have such an absurd idea that 40 is not grandmother age?
lyrique86: Amsterdam
chibigenius: Hmm... I have heard rumors of such a back water place. Pray tell me if they are true.
lyrique86: What rumors would you be speaking of?
chibigenius: *pokes the old bag* You know the rumors. The ones about the giant lizards.
lyrique86: Oh, those. Actually, I have no idea why anyone would believe that one since everyone knows they're ladybugs, not lizards.
chibigenius: Ladybugs? Not those Japanese Beetles? Sounds like a wonderful place.
lyrique86: Oh it is. Wouldn't want to live anywhere else.
chibigenius: But I hear that the ladybugs there spit acid.
lyrique86: It's some sort of corrosive substance. The scientists aren't sure what it is yet.
chibigenius: Well, give those scientists some plum pudding and get them working on it.
lyrique86: *Sigh* We try. But now I must go. The giant dragonflies are out at this time of night, and I must get to the shelter.
chibigenius: Okay. Be sure to carry your flame thrower in case they follow you in.
Reality check please?
Over and out.
Sabi burned a CD for me, and Me-chan is burning one for me too. ^_^ *glomps new music*
And Lyrique was online. *jumps up and down happily* She freaking rocks, and she so desperately needs to get AIM. And because I had way way too much fun with our conversation:
chibigenius: You rock socks.
lyrique86: It's the facade I put on when I'm online. makes me feel important you see. In real life I'm a forty year old woman with no life.
chibigenius: Really now?
chibigenius: *scratches Lyrique off of her 'people who aren't 40 years on in real life' list*
lyrique86: Oh darn. I've been scratched off. My life has no meaning now!
chibigenius: *patpat*
chibigenius: Now now, dear, you've been added to the 'people who are wiser than Dagas list'.
lyrique86: Oh no, I'm not wiser. I'm just older.
chibigenius: Nyar.
chibigenius: But you have such a delicious handle on life.
lyrique86: You really think so? Thank you, child.
chibigenius: No problem ^_^
chibigenius: And 40 year olds can still be cool.
chibigenius: You put on a very good act.
lyrique86: I try ^^
chibigenius: Take a bow
lyrique86: *Bows deeply*
chibigenius: There you go. ^_^
lyrique86: Well, I've been honest. Now it's your turn. You're actually a man aren't you?
chibigenius: *looks down* How'd ya guess. I tend to forget that sometimes. I have my surgery next May.
lyrique86: I see. Lots of luck to you. Have they already started you on the pills yet?
chibigenius: Oh yes, I've been on them for about a year now, and I'm currently living my life as a woman. You know, when I'm not kicking major tush in football.
lyrique86: Fascinating. You must lead a very interesting life.
chibigenius: No, it's quite boring. As the only football I play is foosball.
lyrique86: Ah. And how did your family take the news?
chibigenius: Well, after disowning me, institutionalizing me, and sending me into the military, they have finally accepted my decision to be a professional foosball player.
lyrique86: It's nice to know there are still people out there who will do whatever it takes to fulfill their dreams.
chibigenius: Yes yes.
chibigenius: So, old lady, what is your greatest aspiration?
lyrique86: To get my name in the book of world records as the woman with the longest hair.
chibigenius: Ahh a worthy aspiration. How long are your tresses now, fair Rapunzel?
lyrique86: Chin length. My hair got caught in a revolving door last Christmas, and the firemen had to chop it all of to get me free.
chibigenius: That truly is a shame. I will consult the wart-nosed witch that haunts my attic and she will give you a potion to grow your esteemed tresses in no time.
lyrique86: That would be lovely. I would prefer my picture in the books before my hair turns gray.
chibigenius: Oh, but that's not much time. I will have to consult the miracle worker who is currently stuck in my chimney.
lyrique86: And you said your life was boring...
chibigenius: It is. You should hear the way the head wizard rambles on about frogs. It puts all the dragons to sleep within seconds.
lyrique86: Oh dear, how dreadful. But then, you can always toast marshmellows while the dragons are sleeping.
chibigenius: Oh, but these dragons don't breath fire. The dragon keeper had their fire breathing organ removed.
lyrique86: What's a dragon without his fire breathing organ? Not a dragon at all.
chibigenius: I suppose you will have to take it up with the dragon keeper. You see our last three cottages burnt down because of their breath. Finally the firefighters told us we had to either de-fire the dragons or send them to the pound.
lyrique86: I see. That must have been a hard decision for you.
chibigenius: Yes, quite difficult. But I couldn't just leave the dragons. You know how easily it is to get emotionally attatched to them.
lyrique86: Yes. They're just so loveable. You don't want to part with them.
chibigenius: Of course. And how about your pets?
lyrique86: No pets. They tends to lose all their hair after a few days in my house. I think it's from all the radiation.
chibigenius: Radiation? So that's what they did with Chernobyl?
lyrique86: Chernobyl?
chibigenius: Yes, the nuclear power plant in Russia that melted down.
lyrique86: Oh that Chernobyl. I was confused because I had a cat named that too. Incidentally, she melted too...
chibigenius: How unfortunate.
lyrique86: Yes. I told her not to go near my hair products, but she just wouldn't listen.
chibigenius: Very unfortunate. I find that putting the left over petmelt into the freezer over night in a pet shaped mold takes care of that.
lyrique86: But they're never the same...
chibigenius: No, not quite. But the organs are usually in the right place. It's just a matter of getting the fur on the outside.
lyrique86: Fortunately, I don't have to worry about that. Their fur is usually gone by then
chibigenius: Yes yes... my memory slipped.
lyrique86: It's all right. My memory tends to slip often. Must be a sign of old age.
chibigenius: Yes, but you are practically a grandmother. I am a strapping young shemale.
lyrique86: Excuse me? I hardly think forty is grandmother age.
chibigenius: Well, perhaps for you modern types it is not. But in this villiage, we marry early.
lyrique86: Oh so you live in a village? How quaint.
chibigenius: Really now? And where must you live to have such an absurd idea that 40 is not grandmother age?
lyrique86: Amsterdam
chibigenius: Hmm... I have heard rumors of such a back water place. Pray tell me if they are true.
lyrique86: What rumors would you be speaking of?
chibigenius: *pokes the old bag* You know the rumors. The ones about the giant lizards.
lyrique86: Oh, those. Actually, I have no idea why anyone would believe that one since everyone knows they're ladybugs, not lizards.
chibigenius: Ladybugs? Not those Japanese Beetles? Sounds like a wonderful place.
lyrique86: Oh it is. Wouldn't want to live anywhere else.
chibigenius: But I hear that the ladybugs there spit acid.
lyrique86: It's some sort of corrosive substance. The scientists aren't sure what it is yet.
chibigenius: Well, give those scientists some plum pudding and get them working on it.
lyrique86: *Sigh* We try. But now I must go. The giant dragonflies are out at this time of night, and I must get to the shelter.
chibigenius: Okay. Be sure to carry your flame thrower in case they follow you in.
Reality check please?
Over and out.