6.6.2002
 
Well, finals have yet to kill my fragile little mind.

During lunch today we decided to torment poor Jillie just for kicks and teasing intent. In otherwords, Marcy laced Jillie's furry tie through her belt hoops and tied the girl to the chair while Adrienne sat on her lap to keep her down. After several attempts at getting up, Jillie decided that losing her pants over the situation was unnecessary, and proceeded to untie the knot. Later, Adrienne stole Jyl's backpack and put it on while Marcy fashioned a padlock on the straps. In otherwords, to get her backpack Jyl would have to unlock the mechanism in Adrienne's cleavage. Eventually, Marcy tells her the combination so she goes off to undo the lock... but as soon as she has it done we grab the lock again and repeat the process. For half of the lunch period she couldn't do much about it since the deans were patrolling our section of the cafeteria. So, with the intent of helping Jyl out a bit, I worked the backpack straps off of Adrienne's arms... which caused the lock to rest on her crotch. Oops. Eventually Jyl lost all abandon and "done in" to undo the lock. After taking her a bit of time to get the right combination, Jyl snatched her backpack and stormed off to the theater.

... Later I found out that A and J had already broken up a couple days before. Oops. That would've been some helpful information.

Helped Sarah with boy troubles (again). Kinda fell asleep before 11pm (sometime around 7pm actually) and woke up six hours later, so I didn't get to hear all about her phone conversation.

Hehe, Karen's into Arithmancy! Which led to Harry Potter slash-fics, which led to Percy/Oliver slash-fics, which led to much squealing and overall happiness. Oh, and Thoroughly Modern Millie playing all around.

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