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nopartynocry

Wow, I get solitude time.

Not exactly what I'm looking for, but I enjoy it ridiculously nonetheless, which is kind of weird.

I had invited people over last night as a spur of the moment thing (suggestion from someone else, I believe it was Hadas) and most people said they'd be cool with that.

But then we got busted this morning with the mum thing (busted by parents in college, who would've thought) and things kind of went to hell.

And Hadas messaged me a bit back wondering who was coming.

As far as I can see, no one, given that Hadas and Martin are the only ones to have gotten back to me and I have told them that nothing was really going on, but I would call them if something broke loose.

It's still early, the night's still young.

I think I shall spend this time playing video games.

Yes, Mister Jack Thompson... yes. I will be KILLING PEOPLE.

Oh yes, Scott Ramsoomair e-mailed me back about the whole Jack Thompson thing. That makes me happy, he makes a damned fine comic.