sdfsfjgdfjlgifdig - fuck.

[raven]

If I were in the mood to be polite I would stick this in the Pit, but guess what, I don't care, and if I can't flame in my own journal then where can I flame?

Remind me again why I left this fucking fandom? It was to escape the stress. The flamewars. And on announcement of SG6, there's material for a whole new flamewar, 'cause guess what, we haven't had one in hours and we're getting restive.

So, yes, all arrangements have been made, fuck, no room in car, no way to get train, Colleen offered but I'll have to decline, hell of a lot of money involved, and this is me being unsure if I actually want to go.

Well, I have decided. I don't.
Which isn't true.
I might go with Colleen.
But I wanted cucharita to come. And I didn't want to be fucking well left out of the equation when plans were being made!

So yes. Fuck them all.
If anyone wants me, I won't be here and don't fucking come and get me. I had to let a pizza burn because of all of this, and I now feel like a hundred different varieties of crap.

I'm going to eat. And lurk.

Comments

[scarlatti.livejournal.com]

You go right ahead and flame, sweetie. It's awful when plans go haywire like that. Fuck 'em!

*mourns the loss of an innocent pizza*

Re:

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

I've eaten it now! Well, some of it. I threw the crusts away 'cause I couldn't face them.

Thanks for your support, even when I'm being moodswingy. I've swung right back again, as you can tell...

[scarlatti.livejournal.com]

*getting dizzy* Heh heh, well I'm *very* glad to hear you're feeling better now! (Also glad the 'za wasn't a total loss. :D)