Date: 2010-11-04 08:16 am (UTC)
MROOOOOOOOW.

OKAY - BUT WHAT DO I DO WITH IT UNTIL THEN?! ::CLINGS:: BUT THAT'S NOT AS FUN OR AS SEXY AS WATCHING TWO VINTAGE BRITISH SIXTIES THINGS TRY TO KILL EACH OTHER! :O

::BEGINS TO WEEP AT YOUR DEDNESS:: (. . . STOP THAT. :O)

::NOMS AT HER CAKES HAPPILY::

GOODY YUM-YUUUUUUM. :P (::moar tears::)
(::hurries to a mirror to look at it::)

(YA, RLY! IS! [DID!] ::KEEPS LOLZING AT YOUR EXPENSE:: [::moar sadface::] [. . . SO WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? ::SNIFFLES AND LOOKS VERY UPSET:: D:]
::licks your fingers::

* ::is confused by her::
::IZDAZZLED::

* ::IZ STILL A THUMBLESS KITTY::

* . . .YOU GOT ME SO FRAZZLED WITH THAT SNAP THAT I KNOCKED OVER TAMAMI! YOUZ CHEATING!

* ::MAKES YOU MOAR STICKY:: (::is happy that she isn't::)
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Elizabeth (Betsy). Twenty-two, almost twenty-three, but perpetually seventeen. Whirls back & forth between vulgarity & delicacies like a dervish proper & has been known to disappear for months on end. Worshipper of Carroll, devotee of Lovecraft & BPAL hoarder absolute. Destined for the madhouse.

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