Id: (smirky) Hey. Guess who you're going to think of continually?
Superego: (falsely innocent) Jacques Chirac? Because you know we're studying for a comparative economics midterm.
Id: Guess again.
Ego: No. No, you wouldn't do this to me, not even you.
Id: (grins, showing all of its teeth)
Ego: No.
Superego: Damn straight, no.
Id: (files fingernails into points)
Superego: Stop that. We're going to be good.
Id: Try to ignore it all you want, but I'm right here, and you know how irritable I get when I think you're not paying attention.
Superego: Drama queen.
Ego: (pats Superego on the shoulder reassuringly) It's going to be okay. I know it's not going to work out with him.
Val: (bursting in) It could work!
Ego & Superego: No it couldn't! And whose side are you on, anyway?
Val: (smugly) Evan's.
Ego: Exactly. You're all over the Id.
Id: And what if Evan is the one I was talking about?
Val: God, you're evil.
Ego: I don't think he was, though.
Superego: Of course he wasn't. We're not talking about Evan or Will or anybody, because we're really happy with not fucking everyone over.
Patrick: I side with the Superego completely. . .
Id: (snidely) Big surprise.
Patrick: . . . even though it swears an awful lot for the supposed moral compass.
Superego: (defensively) I've been under stress!
Romie: What about me?
Jamie: You need to see a psychologist.
Everybody: Go to hell.
Superego: (falsely innocent) Jacques Chirac? Because you know we're studying for a comparative economics midterm.
Id: Guess again.
Ego: No. No, you wouldn't do this to me, not even you.
Id: (grins, showing all of its teeth)
Ego: No.
Superego: Damn straight, no.
Id: (files fingernails into points)
Superego: Stop that. We're going to be good.
Id: Try to ignore it all you want, but I'm right here, and you know how irritable I get when I think you're not paying attention.
Superego: Drama queen.
Ego: (pats Superego on the shoulder reassuringly) It's going to be okay. I know it's not going to work out with him.
Val: (bursting in) It could work!
Ego & Superego: No it couldn't! And whose side are you on, anyway?
Val: (smugly) Evan's.
Ego: Exactly. You're all over the Id.
Id: And what if Evan is the one I was talking about?
Val: God, you're evil.
Ego: I don't think he was, though.
Superego: Of course he wasn't. We're not talking about Evan or Will or anybody, because we're really happy with not fucking everyone over.
Patrick: I side with the Superego completely. . .
Id: (snidely) Big surprise.
Patrick: . . . even though it swears an awful lot for the supposed moral compass.
Superego: (defensively) I've been under stress!
Romie: What about me?
Jamie: You need to see a psychologist.
Everybody: Go to hell.
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Two girls have made their way through members of the group: one got away clean, and the other caused the break between Will and Ciro. She's a great girl, her name is Jessica, you met her at Cafe Brazil after seeing Scotland, PA. Will will certainly kill me if he knows that I am pursuing her again.
Will is a great guy. I wish you the best of luck. I have faith that your political abilities will keep you from breaking Tom's heart. Of course... if you do horribly maim Tom's heart, I will hurt you. THAT is the reason that my friends never meet. I am very protective of my flock. These "Guys" are my first and most dear. I have caused them a lot of troulble, but I also bring them together.
Have at him, but do try to leave the rest of us unscathed.
I AM NOT A VOICE INSIDE YOUR HEAD!!!
Goodnight, Love.
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Date: 2002-03-13 11:18 am (UTC)love you,
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