Some things I cannot change

*looks at the last entries my f-list*

So, just a guess here, but are you bored?

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*on* my f-list

Gah. Brain death is imminent.

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My brain added an "on" in there, so I didn't notice. No worries. Except for my mental health and/or eyesight.

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Good good. I know there's nothing wrong with my eyesight at the moment. I went to the opticians on Saturday and they increased my lens prescription again. Ah well, I least I can see now, though I'm beginning to think that I won't be able to see past the end of my nose by the time I'm thirty.

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I really need my eyes tested again. I can hardly see. It's most annoying. But last time I had my eyes tested, I fainted in the chair, which was rather annoying for me, and rather frightening for the optition, who was quite young and probably fairly new. I imagine it made a good water cooler story though, and will sustain her through her career as a good "on my first day" story.

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Ha! Poor optician. I just laughed at that story and then thought that maybe I shouldn't because fainting is not that funny. And then I laughed anyway because I'm mean.

It's a good job I don't have a tendency to faint as I've been to the opticians about five times in the last nine months and I've got to go back in two weeks. Thank god for free lense checks...

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I keep forgetting that glasses lead to more glasses. I will probably have to go get mine done at some point. Hopefully not soon since I had to get them checked 5 times to get the glasses in the first place. *sigh*

Fainting = not fun. But I'm mean too. *cackle*

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What gave it away?

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Nothing really, it was just a gut feeling I had.

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You're a very intuitive woman. Or else maybe your new lenses allow you to see the truth as well as the world more clearly. Maybe they're magic lenses.

Also, hi. I too am bored. God bless the internets.

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I wish I had magic lenses that allowed me to see the truth. It'd be like a bohemian play or something.

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Golly yes. Or like a Pratchett book.

*cackles madly with idea to write pseudo-Pratchett book and make millions*

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If you do make millions, I demand my cut. Intellectual property and all that.

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Fair enough. It'll be so many millions it won't matter anyway. Until Terry sues us, then we're left penniless and destitute. Sorry about that.

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Maybe they are. And if they are I'm going to sell them for millions.

God bless them indeed. It's like an orgy of bored in here.

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I don't know that the three of us quite constitutes an orgy. Maybe if there were two or three other people here as well.

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Yeah, it's more a threesome of boredom. Not quite a smorgasboard of boredom, though that would kind of rock.

But so far we have 2 plans to make millions, so I like it.

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Not quite a smorgasboard of boredom

That's for tomorrow.

I'll sell my magic lenses and you can sell your book that's based on the tale of my magic lenses. I don't see what could go wrong (apart from the whole sueing my Terry Pratchett incident).

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I like your plan, Cee. And if we pay off Terry Pratchett (who is not yours, btw ;):P) then we're home and dry.

Also, I figured it out. We're a Troika of boredom.

So. You guys wanna team up and take over LiveJournal?

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Terry Pratchett is so mine. He lives in my desk drawer.

Ahahaha! We are indeed a Troika!

So. You guys wanna team up and take over LiveJournal?

Okay!

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