I need to be therapized!

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

ZOMG what is wrong with me? Why do I keep on getting crushes on evil and a little bit gay boys who overuse styling products and like to kick puppies?

Even my roommate kicked me out this weekend so she could get a piece. I had to sleep in Professor Tara's room. I heard she might be a lesbian. Do you think she's make out with me? Would I be a pretty lesbian? Am I femme? Should I listen to the Indigo Girls now? Will Lee still share his toast with me if I am gay? Can I still have dirty thoughts about my Math teacher if he is a boy?

OH WOEZ!

I'm going to go do some squats. I need therapization.

Comments

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

We know which buttons to press in an emergency situation. You know, plus, minus, square root...

[mycanonhatesme]

Yes, because being a good...partner means knowing exactly what buttons to press, and how hard to press them.

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

Mmm, a good... study buddy... knows how to manipulate the equipment properly.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

What equipment do you need to manipulate in Math? It's numbers.

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

We're talking about how we want to screw the Math professor, Marty. Yikes. What's up with you today? Are you back with Angela? Has smoke got in your eyes?

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Blinks*

So we're *not* talking about Math?

[mycanonhatesme]

I'm starting to think you've never manipulated anyone's equipment, Marty. That's kind of sad.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Oh I've worked with other people's equipment. When I was back in grosse pointe I was always borrowing my neighbor's hedge clippers. And one time I got to use a trench digger.

[mycanonhatesme]

So close, and yet I'm still pretty sure we're not talking about the same thing.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Blinks*

I thought we were talking about landscaping.

[mycanonhatesme]

We're. Talking. About. Sex. With the really adorable math teacher, and his fine slide rule.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Blinks again*

What does that have to do with borrowing my neighbor's hedge clippers?

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Is your calculator broken? Because they sell them down at the emporium and the buttons aren't worn out. Are your buttons worn out?

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

If you wear out the buttons, you aren't doing it right.

[mycanonhatesme]

That depends on how long you've been pressing the buttons. If you've been working all night and then get worn out, that's been a pretty good time.

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

Oh, a casu of button over-stimulation. Yeah, I can imagine if you spend all night... studying hard... you could wear out your battery.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Wow. You guys sure must do a lot of accounting.

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

I WISH! That's my problem, yo.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Pulls out quarterly tax forms*

Well this is your lucky day! Want to help me fill out my income tax forms?

[mycanonhatesme]

I haven't done any accounting in over a year. It's tragic.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

What? Not even your income tax forms?

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Blinks*

Why would there be an emergency? It's math. So what you're saying is that you do use a calculator? That has buttons.