In London, having a freak-out
Gmail has decided to delete any record of my correspondance with the Accidental Boyfriend, so I cannot e-mail him, while my other method of getting in touch with him (the good old Warcraft forums) are being assholes and not letting me log-in. I'm sure he didn't get my reply e-mail or anything and I won't be able to swing an internet cafe for a while to see if it works until later and I haven't his phone number because it was rather Accidental to begin with so I have no way of sending him the line that I need hugs because I do.
Rather homesick, you see, and I've still got four and a bit weeks left on this trip. I'm consistantly worried about being pickpocketed or dragged off into the bushes or disappearing or not being able to get home that I can't really enjoy myself to its fullest capacity and I have to take sleeping pills to sleep and it's really a mess. GAH!
I'll feel better when it's light out, I'm sure.
...
*sob*
So if anyone knows Mike, tell him to e-mail me again because Gmail's a prat.
PIXIE!
PIXIE, PIXIE!
*waves*
Tell him, will you! I -know- you know his number. Or e-mail. Or something.
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*sleep*
Desdemona, what kind of cigarettes do you want?
Rather homesick, you see, and I've still got four and a bit weeks left on this trip. I'm consistantly worried about being pickpocketed or dragged off into the bushes or disappearing or not being able to get home that I can't really enjoy myself to its fullest capacity and I have to take sleeping pills to sleep and it's really a mess. GAH!
I'll feel better when it's light out, I'm sure.
...
*sob*
So if anyone knows Mike, tell him to e-mail me again because Gmail's a prat.
PIXIE!
PIXIE, PIXIE!
*waves*
Tell him, will you! I -know- you know his number. Or e-mail. Or something.
...
*sleep*
Desdemona, what kind of cigarettes do you want?
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I'm jealous...
^^
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I will answer in... like 5 minutes.
You know what, I'll just leave this window open and, fuck it, I really don't need to explain the process.
Aparrently Dunhills are supposed to be the thing to smoke out of England. But it sounds like you left already.
Hmm... shit I dunno. I hear those Frenchies know how to smoke. Get me... I dunno, whatever. I don't suppose they sell sampler packs :P.
Use your discretion. Or just get me some of those Dutch "Cigarettes"
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