Darkschunt 
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Psycho Murderers.
Last night SweetRhapsody and I went to the uni at night to do some editing in the newsroom. It was kind of fun, being in the newsroom all by ourselves! But it was probably a good thing you could only enter the newsroom with a swipe card - so we could be sure nobody else is hiding in the newsroom - like a psycho murderer!
After that we walked home, and as we were reaching the dark woods before the road, we saw some guy walking through the field next to us. And he was only dressed in a sleeveless top, like a wifebeater or something and we were thinking, "What kind of weirdo is this?!?" And we slowed down so he would walk in front of us but he slowed down as well and we were like, "Omg, omg! What do we do now?" and I started fishing around in my bag and all I came up with was a stapler, so I was like, "I'll use this to staple his eye if he comes near us!" And SweetRhapsody could hit him with Adrian's file!
But then as we came out onto the road we suddenly saw two things at once 1) he was not wearing a wifebeater and 2) he was a cute guy who was wearing a sleeveless shirt which showed off his very nice muscly arms.
Hel-loooo.
That was when I quickly popped my stapler back into my bag, ignoring all those cases of good-looking murderers like Ted Bundy.
All kinds of things happened yesterday! There were a couple of fights by the library, I heard, and SweetRhapsody and I were very disappointed that we didn't get to see the fights. But the Duchess fainted in the middle of the afternoon and was taken to the medical centre at the same time that the beaten-up guys were carted in. Poor Duchess... she hadn't been feeling too well and what with all the stress we've been put through, especially by those idiots on Saturday night! Exhausting all of us...bah... SweetRhapsody and I were in my flat watching Barbie!!!! but when she finally got home, we tucked her into bed with some hot soup and coffee. But the restless Duchess that she is, she got out of bed and was running around making demands and being her usual Duchess-y self by the time we got home from the uni that night. And no wonder she felt weak today. We should have sentenced her to bedrest! A day in bed, handcuffed to the bedposts!
Last night SweetRhapsody and I went to the uni at night to do some editing in the newsroom. It was kind of fun, being in the newsroom all by ourselves! But it was probably a good thing you could only enter the newsroom with a swipe card - so we could be sure nobody else is hiding in the newsroom - like a psycho murderer!
After that we walked home, and as we were reaching the dark woods before the road, we saw some guy walking through the field next to us. And he was only dressed in a sleeveless top, like a wifebeater or something and we were thinking, "What kind of weirdo is this?!?" And we slowed down so he would walk in front of us but he slowed down as well and we were like, "Omg, omg! What do we do now?" and I started fishing around in my bag and all I came up with was a stapler, so I was like, "I'll use this to staple his eye if he comes near us!" And SweetRhapsody could hit him with Adrian's file!
But then as we came out onto the road we suddenly saw two things at once 1) he was not wearing a wifebeater and 2) he was a cute guy who was wearing a sleeveless shirt which showed off his very nice muscly arms.
Hel-loooo.
That was when I quickly popped my stapler back into my bag, ignoring all those cases of good-looking murderers like Ted Bundy.
All kinds of things happened yesterday! There were a couple of fights by the library, I heard, and SweetRhapsody and I were very disappointed that we didn't get to see the fights. But the Duchess fainted in the middle of the afternoon and was taken to the medical centre at the same time that the beaten-up guys were carted in. Poor Duchess... she hadn't been feeling too well and what with all the stress we've been put through, especially by those idiots on Saturday night! Exhausting all of us...bah... SweetRhapsody and I were in my flat watching Barbie!!!! but when she finally got home, we tucked her into bed with some hot soup and coffee. But the restless Duchess that she is, she got out of bed and was running around making demands and being her usual Duchess-y self by the time we got home from the uni that night. And no wonder she felt weak today. We should have sentenced her to bedrest! A day in bed, handcuffed to the bedposts!
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