I'm a wuss. Worse, I'm a wuss that comes up with plausible strategic excuses for being a wuss.
I'm not actually banging my head into walls. In the library reading books for this course proposal for the fall. I figured I need to do something to get my mind off the fact that my pride is screaming "Owww! Owww!"
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Date: 2004-08-12 11:13 pm (UTC)From: [scottishrose]
...what happened?
Love you,
Moira
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Date: 2004-08-12 11:17 pm (UTC)I'm not actually banging my head into walls. In the library reading books for this course proposal for the fall. I figured I need to do something to get my mind off the fact that my pride is screaming "Owww! Owww!"
Love you too,
NateThe Grand High Pooh-Wuss
Re: Reply email
Date: 2004-08-12 11:29 pm (UTC)(Grand High Pooh-Wuss? You made me snort tea.)
Love you
Moira
Yes...
Date: 2004-08-12 11:33 pm (UTC)(Well, that'll teach you to drink while you're reading emails from me. Haven't you learned by now, woman?)
Love you,
Nate
PS: I really am a wuss.
Re: Yes...
Date: 2004-08-12 11:35 pm (UTC)(*thhhbt* You're just mean to me.)
Love you,
Moira
PS: But you're an adorable one.