...Oops

[salienne]

Right, well, day before yesterday, I lost my cell phone. I spent my time freaking out, flailing my arms about, stealing friends' cell phones, and all-around feeling rather distressed.

So, guess what I just found? In my backpack.

...I'm gonna go and, I dunno, shake my head at myself. And in the process, probably run into a few walls and, oh, lose my cell phone in my backpack.

...I need more sleep. And a new brain.

Ta mates.

Comments

[zhalin.livejournal.com]

Lost it again?
Smack it around a bit. Show that thing who's boss.

[salienne.livejournal.com]

All I need me is a steel-toed boot. And a crowbar.

[baddogsprocket.livejournal.com]

Yelena's getting flirty?

[salienne.livejournal.com]

*Blink. Blink blink.* I'm a violent flirt, apparently.

Now where's my baseball bat...? <.< >.>

Beat My Guest

[baddogsprocket.livejournal.com]

This song was one of my favorites back in the day. It was by Adam and the Ants.

Beat My Guest

Well tie me up and hit me with a stick
Beat me beat me
Yeah, use a truncheon or a household brick
Beat me beat me
Theres so much happiness behind these tears
Beat me beat me
I pray you'll beat me for ten thousand years
Beat me beat me

I'm black and blue baby
I love you
Be your dog
For just one flog
You don't hear me plead
For you to make me bleed
Beat me beat me
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

Well use a truncheon or a cricket bat
Beat me beat me
A good beating's really where it's at
Beat me beat me