bessiboo8907: what

Auto response from Shootingstar0107: darn it.

 
bessiboo8907 returned at 3:35:00 PM.
bessiboo8907: why
Shootingstar0107: because
Shootingstar0107: it was freakin awesome.
bessiboo8907: so write your own
Shootingstar0107: noo i mean
bessiboo8907: it's not that hard
Shootingstar0107: i don't want to post it
Shootingstar0107: i want to put it on my weblog. cause it was freakin awesome
bessiboo8907: hah
Shootingstar0107: i'll do whatever i feel like doin. GOSH
bessiboo8907: haha
Shootingstar0107: have you seen napoleon dynamite?
bessiboo8907: have not, but really would like to get out so as to do that
Shootingstar0107: yep. it's AWESOME
bessiboo8907: well, julia, i can't remember what the message said
Shootingstar0107: DANG IT
Shootingstar0107: DANG IT
Shootingstar0107: coommme OONNN
bessiboo8907: just, well.. fighting the dustbunny guards and the small spider soldiers that are really only pawns of the great tiny silver tube centipede living in his silver lair above the dark closet abyss. and if i don't make it back soon, don't come looking for me, cause that's when we'll explode, and it won't be a pretty sight
bessiboo8907: or something
bessiboo8907: i know the postal service reference fit in there somewhere
Shootingstar0107: freakin awesome
Shootingstar0107: love the postal service
bessiboo8907: death cab is better
Shootingstar0107: hmm.. MAYBE
Shootingstar0107: have you heard of keane?
bessiboo8907: sure haven't
Shootingstar0107: well
bessiboo8907: what's it like
Shootingstar0107: it's like...percipitation muzak
Shootingstar0107: you know.
Shootingstar0107: rain music.
Shootingstar0107: no
bessiboo8907: precipitation
Shootingstar0107: wait... i mean, it's good to listen to.
Shootingstar0107: THAT'S WHAT I SAID, FOOL
bessiboo8907: i like to knit, fool
Shootingstar0107: i watched that
Shootingstar0107: it was funny
bessiboo8907: it's not as funny when it's not at two in the morning
Shootingstar0107: i did watch it at two in the morning
Shootingstar0107: freakin hilarious
bessiboo8907: freakin wicked
Shootingstar0107: ha ha ha
bessiboo8907: julia
Shootingstar0107: bess
bessiboo8907: you're starting to remind me of david the all star drivers ed man
Shootingstar0107: oh i'm sorry... it's from napoleon dynamite. he says freakin all the time
Shootingstar0107: and also "gosh!"
bessiboo8907: well then what's his name is like david
Shootingstar0107: worst day of my life, what do you think
Shootingstar0107: oh no way man
Shootingstar0107: exact oppisite, but totally hilarious
Shootingstar0107: i mean
Shootingstar0107: this guy is a total dork.. ok maybe a little like david, but not really
bessiboo8907: haha
bessiboo8907: julia. you're 16. you drive. by yourself
bessiboo8907: that's kind of scary
Shootingstar0107: where did that come from?
bessiboo8907: i dunno
Shootingstar0107: i'm a safe driver
bessiboo8907: drivers ed
bessiboo8907: flashback to that time you drove by me on welch and screamed and flailed all around
Shootingstar0107: i only yelled hey bess!
bessiboo8907: and flailed all around
Shootingstar0107: then you IMed me like
Shootingstar0107: i didn't flail around, i waved
bessiboo8907: that. was flailing
Shootingstar0107: WAVING
bessiboo8907: FLAILING, JULIA WAS FLAILING, FLAILING LIKE A LONELY CHIMPANZEE IN A DESERTED RAINFOREST
Shootingstar0107: waving... waving like a woman in a 1950's movie, to the man she loves who is leaving on a train to chicago.
bessiboo8907: you just cast me as a man leaving on a train to chicago
bessiboo8907: i will not return your handkerchief waving goodbye
Shootingstar0107: OUCH
Shootingstar0107: dang
Shootingstar0107: today i wanted to go back to school
bessiboo8907: whoa
bessiboo8907: really?
bessiboo8907: i didn't
Shootingstar0107: hm.. sad. it's just cause i was babysitting and today REALLY sucked
Shootingstar0107: soo..
Shootingstar0107: tomorrow i probably will want to go to school too. my grandparents are coming into town
bessiboo8907: it'd be better to have kind of suckage than REALY suckage
Shootingstar0107: hmm.. point taken
bessiboo8907: grandparents are fun though
Shootingstar0107: NOT MINE
bessiboo8907: they smell like antique stores
Shootingstar0107: NOT MINE
bessiboo8907: what do yours smell like?
Shootingstar0107: wood cleaner. and pine treens
bessiboo8907: that smells good
Shootingstar0107: nope.
bessiboo8907: the fresh scent of lysol
bessiboo8907: or pinesole
Shootingstar0107: NOT MINE
Shootingstar0107: just kidding
Shootingstar0107: but really
Shootingstar0107: they may smell good, but they still hate eachother and my grandma still orders me around barking cleaning orders
bessiboo8907: at least your trees aren't slowly dying at the hands of lots of little worm-like arrogant bugs with webs of deceit and the bright bright  ugly, wrong, truth
Shootingstar0107: umm...
Shootingstar0107: well. the tree in our backyard is dying. but it's 400 years old.
Shootingstar0107: it's time it got some rest
bessiboo8907: trees live on forever
bessiboo8907: and the party never ends
Shootingstar0107: in my heart, yes, but in reality, the sad truth is, bess, that no, trees do not live on forever. and sometime, no matter how long the party lasts, someone will always make you shut it down. because life is just one. big. cruel. joke.
bessiboo8907: cheer up, emo kid
Shootingstar0107: hold on. the mother calls
Shootingstar0107: i must go. the dismal world of babysitting young children beckans again as the birthmother departs into the world they call the laundrers.
bessiboo8907: put that in the website
bessiboo8907: freakin awesome
Shootingstar0107: ha ha .
Shootingstar0107: ok
Shootingstar0107: actually
bessiboo8907: heeeey julia
bessiboo8907: what is your website
Shootingstar0107: this whole freakin conversation is going on
Shootingstar0107: elsuperstaro.blogspot.com
bessiboo8907: niiiiiiifty
bessiboo8907: you're a superstar
bessiboo8907: that is what you are
Shootingstar0107: yes i know
Shootingstar0107: i'd better go
Shootingstar0107: to the show
Shootingstar0107: that's less than so-so
bessiboo8907: hey now, you're a rockstar
bessiboo8907: get your show on, julia
Shootingstar0107: bye bess!