:P he doesn't express himself good.... *chuckles at that* :P

Yeah! He almost gave my soap box to someone else!

lol

 

*decides that kath is gettin wet anyway*

 

*picks her up and dunks her in the fountain*

 

*grins*

 

lol i couldnt let the goal go undone

I don't want to know about Kath getting wet...

 

*runs away crying*

You should be glad it's only virtual water. Otherwise, you'd be seeing one of my panic attacks right now.

lol bloody aes sedai

 

*grumbles about unflappable ppl*

*lol* I've been administering standardized tests to hormonal middle schoolers all day. A little fake water isn't going to kill me.

:lol:

 

Goldy... give up! :P you can't win against standardized tests! :lol:

lol

 

*starts to make plans to somehow make it to d*con in the next couple of years*

12th has a point. 4 hours locked in a room with the same kids and forcing them to sit still and not be the annoying little...

 

*blinks*

 

Wait...

 

that's my class...

 

oops... my bad...

 

*smirks*

o.O

 

*hands goldy some forkroot, a tube sock, some floss, and a spring mattress.*

 

You know what to do.

 

*grins at Kath*

 

*wanders off*

Have...have you been reading my diary?

 

 

:shock:

:shock:

 

*stuffs her diary deeper into his coat pocket*

 

N...no...Mmm..mmmmother....

 

*runs off to bury it*

You know, lying is a sin, my son.

Sheesh, Kat, you're the Amyrlin, not the Pope! We don't have sins in Randland!

 

Although, what you wrote about young Damon in your diary sounds like a sin!

Amyrlins are JUST like Renaissance Popes. We both wear stoles, claim to be better than everyone else, get elected in secret ceremonies and boss kings and queens around. I like to think I'm prettier though.

 

Oh, and I invented sin for us. It's on page 72 in my diary.