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Con virgin no more
Feb. 4th, 2007 07:27 amOk, so it's 7:27 on a Sunday morning. I went to bed at 2am. I'm violently hungover, to the extent where it's painful to even lie in bed and you know that there will be no relief whatsoever for hours. Fucking white wine.
So, why am I up at 7:27 on a Sunday morning when I could be having a nice little sleepy? That would be because![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
2am_optimism is an evil hag sent to torment me, and set her alarm for 7am.
She is now insisting that I get out of bed and, in her own words, "tidy the fucking room".
And she's also now insisting that I type this: (Or, in her words "the truth")
I owe her everything for taking a video clip - to be shown later - of Aaron Douglas cuddling a baby in a Superman costume. The baby, not Aaron. To this end I hereby promise her unspecified favours for an indeterminate span of time.
I'm adding to that a "pffffft". And also an Oh, Aaron. I LOVE YOU.
2am: "Ladon is MINE"
So, why am I up at 7:27 on a Sunday morning when I could be having a nice little sleepy? That would be because
2am_optimism is an evil hag sent to torment me, and set her alarm for 7am. She is now insisting that I get out of bed and, in her own words, "tidy the fucking room".
And she's also now insisting that I type this: (Or, in her words "the truth")
I owe her everything for taking a video clip - to be shown later - of Aaron Douglas cuddling a baby in a Superman costume. The baby, not Aaron. To this end I hereby promise her unspecified favours for an indeterminate span of time.
I'm adding to that a "pffffft". And also an Oh, Aaron. I LOVE YOU.
2am: "Ladon is MINE"
