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On the fourth day of Christmas...
Dec. 28th, 2004 12:15 pmIt's snowing since 9:30 (at least, that was when I woke up and noticed) and everything's white by now.
My boyfriend has planned a LAN party but hasn't really planned anything except for the fact that they are going to have a LAN party. He now noticed that we don't have enough connections, but after I refused to live without internet for the rest of the day, he suddenly remembered that there was a way how they all could play and I could still have internet. Strange, that.
He asked me to shovel snow outside although it's not our turn, then I did it anyway, then he took over.
Sometimes, I really don't understand men.
...and no, I'm not going to play Battlefield. If I have to fight my way through stupid terrain, I do that a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, neither in 1944 nor in Vietnam. No, forget it.
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My boyfriend has planned a LAN party but hasn't really planned anything except for the fact that they are going to have a LAN party. He now noticed that we don't have enough connections, but after I refused to live without internet for the rest of the day, he suddenly remembered that there was a way how they all could play and I could still have internet. Strange, that.
He asked me to shovel snow outside although it's not our turn, then I did it anyway, then he took over.
Sometimes, I really don't understand men.
...and no, I'm not going to play Battlefield. If I have to fight my way through stupid terrain, I do that a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, neither in 1944 nor in Vietnam. No, forget it.
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