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Okay, yes, I was able to empathise by thinking about how I would feel if MCR or TAI or CS split. BUT THEN I SAW THIS AND I HURT MYSELF LAUGHING.

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In other news, my couch is made of solid evil, and I either need to get a DSL cable, set up the wireless network, or get a new couch. Since my couch looks like it was hacked up by the 70s, I'm not sure any of those options are REALLY appealing, but I bet I could get another $25 couch at Value Village that would be more comfortable for prolonged sitting.
However, it would not look like Shaft's hairball. THIS IS TOTAL FAIL, AMERICA.
Okay, yes, I was able to empathise by thinking about how I would feel if MCR or TAI or CS split. BUT THEN I SAW THIS AND I HURT MYSELF LAUGHING.
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In other news, my couch is made of solid evil, and I either need to get a DSL cable, set up the wireless network, or get a new couch. Since my couch looks like it was hacked up by the 70s, I'm not sure any of those options are REALLY appealing, but I bet I could get another $25 couch at Value Village that would be more comfortable for prolonged sitting.
However, it would not look like Shaft's hairball. THIS IS TOTAL FAIL, AMERICA.
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That macro keeps making me giggle like a lunatic.
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There *is* a Horrendously Green High-Pile Carpet nearby; does that count?
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seriously, I've got awful 70s failporn writing itself in my head. The rug has caught fire.
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I know what you mean. I can't cope with the people who think that decorating consists of leaving up the picture that the last tenant left behind. I love having furniture so much. I would not be able to leave my apartment in a hurry.
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I couldn't even sleep in my DORM until I put up ten posters and had gargoyles and flowers and all sorts of things up because the walls were BEIGE. INDUSTRIAL BEIGE. With BEIGE LINO FLOORS and BROWN BROKEN BLINDS. The apartment? BEIGE. FUCKING BEIGE.
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Yeah, no kidding. Beige is EVIL. My biggest motivation for someday buying a house is the thought of decorating it. OMG, it will be FUCKING EPIC. I'm thinking one jewel-toned wall in the living room, and, like, contact-paper (or paint, fuck, it'll be my house) words on the others, and ... yeah, EPIC.
Also, I want a waterfall. And an indoor garden. And a tower.
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Beige isn't evil, it is OF SATAN. I hate beige more than I hate PINK. God I cannot wait to have a place to decorate where I can paint and wallpaper and have furniture that doesn't come from under the house, and DISHES. I COVET DISHES AND SILVERWARE AND COOKWARE.
I feel you on the tower, and also perhaps a spiral staircase I can sweep up and down on in an EPIC dress. But the tower has to have a library in it, with big squishy dark leather wingchairs and butlers who look like bandboys to climb ladders and get top shelf books for me.
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I like your last paragraph there, except I feel that the butlers should just be bandboys, who you climb to reach the top shelves.
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I accept your point. Mmmm. Climbing Bob to get a book. Yum.
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It's a good thing I have a lot of books and a lot of shelves; I'm gonna need a lot of bandboys.
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Oh god this is turning into ridiculous, ludicrous crackfic badsex.
I think this is an admirable life goal, to have many bandboys at your beck and call.
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Palin! At the Disco. Could be hawt.
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Also, THANKS. Now all I have the brainspace for is Cougar! At the Disco.