Because I really want MORE lj notifications...

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

...tell me what's troubling you! End of semester blues? Frustration at the pagent of special magnificence? Can't seem to communicate with your fellow students, teachers and admins (omg new admins)? Flailing extensively at the fact that your RP friends now have ADMIN POWER OVER YOU, zomg! *offers bribes of cookies*> Feel impending doom of the season without sunlight? *shines the rays of apollo upon you, yay* Etc?

Rant away, tis the season to get some therapy!

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[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*worries about Parker as that's just what Lee does*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

No, really! It'll be okay! Once I've lit a cigarette of his corpse, I'll be fine!

Do you want to roast marshmellows with me?

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*is nervous* Who are you killing?

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

The boyfriend. The lying cheating no-good low-down double-crossing two-timing back-stabbing sex-recording time-stealing no-conversation sexy weasel of a Frenchman I've been dating for three months.

THREE MONTHS. Of my life. *Wasted*.

*gets out cigarettes*

Want one?

*directs flamethrower to line the cig*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*takes the flamethrower out of her hands and pulls Parker into a hug, hoping that the Awesomness of his Arms will help*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*pouts at loss of flamethrower*

*snuggles*

Can I just hurt him a lot, then?

And I still want a cigarette, damnit.

*sighs*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*pets comfortingly*

I have cigars?

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*clings to Arms of Awesomeness*

'kay. That'll work.

*mourns tanking relationship which is going down like the Exxon Valdez*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

There there.

You always have me Jarod!

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Thanks. *smokes a cigar*

I do have you, right where I want you Jarod, don't I?

*looks around*

*sads* But he's not here! Wah!