Dammit.

[ishyface]

Dear the_rogue_ishida@hotmail.com,

Someone has registered that they have a crush on you!
To find out who click here.

With Love,
The Crush Mistress

I can't figure out who.
This bothers me way more than it should.

ETA: DUDES THAT WAS NOT CODE FOR "LET'S SIGN UP AND PELT ISH WITH CRUSHYSPAM." NO SIR IT WAS NOT.

Comments

[fmith.livejournal.com]

I got one of those too and it wasn't metaphor. WAS IT YOU?

[nepheliad.livejournal.com]

'cause if it was I'm going to go all jealous girlfriend on you, yo. D is not for sale or auction.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

No worries, sir. I am not gonna Bogart your woman.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

NO IT WASN'T.
Although if it was I probably wouldn't say SO MAYBE I'M JUST MESSING WITH YOUR HEAD.

[fmith.livejournal.com]

See above comment.

[mresundance.livejournal.com]

Oh, all your friend's list has a crush on you.

*muaha*

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

And if I say anything here I'll come off as either egoistical or paranoid, or both.
In conclusion: Meep.

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

I got one too!

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

Everyone's popping up with them! IT'S INSANE.
AND ALSO 2 LEGIT 2 QUIT.

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

It's some kind of monster, isn't it?
2 Legit? to Quit? oh dear!
did you make an account so you could guess who it is? I'm tempted, and I remember it from Jr. High.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

It's probably some kind of monster. With nasty sharp pointy teeth.
That means it'll keep going and going, much like the Energizer Bunny.
Shamefully, I did. But I've guessed all the likely people. Which brings me to conclude that I have a crazy stalker.

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

Hm, I knew that online would be more intersting than sleep, I just didn't accept the full what could happen on a night souch as this.
Now I want to try to guess. I bet it's someone crazy and stuff. Maybe you do have a crazy stalker. Or maybe it was me! But it wasn't. Gah! I'm so.... RECLUSEESSESED!

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

Yep, that's LJ for you. One minute you're checking your friendspage, the next you're in the middle of a full-blown Apocalypse. With horsemen and everything.
... "Recluseessesed"? Is that a word?

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

True. Sheesh. I have to put the E-MAIL in?
YES IT IS A WORD. and you know what? I REALLY want a cookie right now. Or a hug. or maybe... a samwitch. Hmmp.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

I know. GOD.
BUT WHAT DOES IT MEEEEEEEAN?
We have no cookies, or sandwich stuff. But we do have a me! And I am huggable!
And also on the other side of the computer screen. FLAW IN THE PLAN.

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

Did you JUST get another e-mail?
It means reclused with a buch of exrta e's and s's's's
We have cookies that I really want to eat but if I do I'll... hurt more. Yes, we do have a you, and it turns out you are huggable... and in timberlea. Plus I look much funnier than usual so I'll have to keep my distance. I am Flawing in the pain, REALLY I am!

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

I got two. CRAZY.
I'm not sure if reclused is a word either.
I AM VERY HUGGABLE THANK YOU. But I also have wonky touching issues. It's an interesting contrast.
Are you all swelly and bruisey? I think I might have to visit before Friday so I can see swelly, bruisey Martine. And NOT laugh because that'd be mean.

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

IT IS SO CRAZY!
okay, so recluse is a word. add a d and it's not. But technically I have not been a recluse for more than two days, and therefor the word I would be using (if I had, of course spelled it gramically correct, or sans extra esses and dees) would not be correct anyways. While I have withdrawn, I have been going on the internet. And, one day, while not very long, feels like AN ETERNITY. Of movies... and... NO COOKIES! and CAPITAL LETTERS IN MY HEAD.
Didn't mean to offend of course. I'm sure you give great hugs!
So far I'm not bruisey, but I am swelly, and ick. And stuff. So... yeah. GROSS. I hope that I'm back to normal by friday. Either way I think I want to ask for the whole weekend off work. Because I don't want to go. (boss'll never know)

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

RecluSIVE is a word, I think. I'm almost positive, but it's two and I can't be entirely sure of anything right now.
CAPITAL LETTERS ARE MARVELLOUS THINGS. AND SOMEONE SHOULD BLEND YOU COOKIES.
You didn't offend! I justdidn't want to give the impression that I'm anti-hug. It's the impression people get sometimes. Possibly due to me making anti-hug statements and trying to wiggle out of hugs and pushing people off when they try. But that is all a flimsy ploy to keep my HARDCORE REPUTATION. (I have one, in my head.)
Do it. Tell him that you are swelly, and could not possibly serve customers in your swelly state. Adverse allergic reaction to anesthetic!

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

Hey, we've been up later than two! But you're most likely right, what with your... stuff.
THEY ARE. I WONDER WHAT THAT WOULD BE LIKE, BLENDED COOKIES? ...I MADE A PEANUT BUTTER SMOOTHIE ONCE!
Tee hee. Well, you fooled me with your hardcore reputation untill you got tired... and then I was like, man, your loving the hugs. Unless that was a ploy as well...
I think that I will. Definatly. I shall call thursday. put like some cotton in my mouth to make me sound extra baby-chimpmunk sad. Muihaha.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

My stuff?
I THINK THAT BLENDED COOKIES AND PENUT BUTTER SMOOTHIES MIGHT BE SIMILAR, IN TASTE IF NOT IN TEXTURE.
My hardcore reputation collpases in the face of sleepiness. And mush. And Disney movies!
Eeeexcellent.

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

um, yes. I didn't want to think of something to say, so instead I said stuff. This happens from time to time.
AND I HAVE PEANUT BUTTER COOKIES. I THINK THAT MY MOM BOUGHT THEM BECAUSE SHE KNOWS I'LL BE ON THE BRINK OF INSANITY BECAUSE I CANNOT EAT THEM. THAT AND ALL HER... SOLID FOOD.
That's what I need! Tomorrow, I shall watch Disney movies, and it shall be grand! I could start now!
I have to look around for a pic-a-nick basket. those things are cool.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see. *wise nod*
DAMN HER SOLID FOOD. THAT IS CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT THAT IS.
It should be grand indeed, unless they're crappy films like all those sequels they made for Beauty and the Beast about the power of Christmas and friendship and crack.
SHALL THERE BE PIC-A-NICKING?!

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

*nods, and then starts to nod to the music and doesn't stop till she starts to type this.*
EVERYONE WITHIN A TWO KILOMETER RADIUS SHALL NOT BE PERMITTED TO EAT SOLID FOOD WHEN I CANNOT!
They made a sequel to Beauty and the Beast?! Fuck christmas. With a lowercase c. Friendship is good though. Never tried crack, but heard mostly bad things.
I think that there should be a pic-a-nicking, but none of that half-ass on picknick tables, but on the grass... like our... forefathers?

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

WELL OBVIOUSLY NO ONE ELSE IS IMPORTANT ENOUGH TO NEED SOLID FOOD. DUH.
They made a few sequels. One of them had an evil pipe organ. I agree, fuck Christmas.
(That reminds me of my Grinch dream.)
That is a very good plan. OUR FOREFATHERS WERE NOT PICKNICK TABLE WUSSIES.
I think I need recharging now. Night, 'Ten! *crawls off to bed*