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Nov. 15th, 2012

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Jan. 4th, 2010

I'm grounded. Again. The best part? This time they're contemplating whether they should put bars on my windows or not. That's just cruel.

Dec. 24th, 2009

So, who potty trained Sir Baba? I did.

I'm amazing at life. I'm convinced. My reward from the parental units? 50 bucks, which I seriously don't need, and luxury of entertaining my grandmother who's flying in from London. I ended up breaking my arm last year from spending time with that crazy lady...

damn, I love her.

(Private to Kelila and Navin)

I have a feeling that mom and dad are going to get a divorce because of me.

Dec. 20th, 2009

"Don't have sex because you will get pregnant and die."

I only watched that movie because of Lindsey Lohan. I don't care what you think about her. She's hot.

Dec. 13th, 2009

So my parents were re-doing the bathroom (no idea why), so since the toilet wasn’t an option, I went to the next best location to urinate: my backyard. I’m grounded for a week. Don’t you think that’s a little rash? I mean, Mr. Baba takes a piss in ma’s tulips all the time, and she doesn’t get scolded at! And in my defense, there were no other lavatories available.

I don’t understand why they have to redo the bathroom. It looked fine to me. Can’t we use our wealth for something more essential, like a laboratory in our basement? Or maybe a kickass speakeasy.

Nov. 30th, 2009

Everybody is so…morbid. FML’s here, hiding under rocks there, I mean seriously…too damn depressing. And it’s me, Fritz, the one who probably doesn’t care about your pathetic lives, is the one telling you to cheer the fuck up. That’s sad guys.

So yeah. You all need a chill pill, for realz, because the school year has barely even started.

ON A BRIGHTER NOTE; because we all need that… my ma decided to lay off the pup for a while. Meaning, paying just a tad less attention to it just enough to be able to breathe again. That thing gets way too much attention. It stares at me. All the time. It’s freaking…okay, well, that’s not really bright, but you get my gist.