RUBNI'S CONSPIRACY RADIO NETWOK - David Rubini

[pate]

Roy Orbital:

https://youtu.be/79fzeNUqQbQ

Hag

https://youtu.be/wv-34w8kGPM

Tag

https://youtu.be/Inhi3gDiSLs

C'mon TUBBY...

[Jackstar]

kjH = RULEZ

LOLOLOLOL

#Legacy

Observations:

RUBINI MAGIC does not change the subject title of his own misspelled threat.

RUBINI MAGIC uses a lot of whitespace for the seemingly a small and short message. Consider the invisible hashtags.

RUBINI MAGIC signals fealty through leet-speek.

RUBINI MAGIC values loyalty.

RUBINI MAGIC recognizes The Legacy.



Okay, gang: I solved the case. See? It's just that easy, when you're Me. This should be fun I wouldn't worry about it, which is easy when you're Me. I guess if you do worry about it it might be a problem for you especially if you all think you have skin in the game--Ha!--but now that I know what this is I'm not even hardly going to pay attention. This isn't exactly flattering to certain people, and I don't want to give off the appearance of any gloating, you fucking lying fucking whore. So I'll just play it like there's a danger here to me. Boo hoo, snuffle sniffle boo hoo sob boo boo hoo.

[Jackstar]

It tasted faintly of anise and orange-blossom water, if that helps.

I don't understand why we are not roommates on a sitcom. Is it because of my chalice? It's probably the chalice. I'm not putting this thing down for nothing.

That being said, if we can find ourselves a woman character that isn't a total idiot gasbag--I know, right--I'm thinking a cross between The Odd Couple and Jitterbug Perfume. I think I'm going to need a place to live IRL soon, so this isn't a proposal--not a proper proposal, not yet--but I'm toying with the idea of figuring out a way to bring Three's Company back--I know, right?--but this time with a spin.

Oh yeah, and, speaking of, is Wayne Brady going to have to come down there and narrate an audiobook of Atlas Shrugged while tap dancing to Singin' In The Rain because I've got this microphone hanging around that I'm not using: I thought I might put it to some use.

And then afterwards, if he's not too busy, Wayne Brady and I can go out on the town, and look around for bitches who want to be choked. Bitches love to be choked. But, watch out for those bitches that need to get choked.

Addiction is a crying need. And also since we're on the subject--an old favorite--don't choke a bitch that's crying. She probably just really wants and needs the D. Give her a tissue instead, and then sit down and comforter and make sure that she's not just pretending to cry for attention.

And if those years are fake, whip out your sawed-off and blow that m*********** away. Thanks folks! This has been another episode of Dealing With Your Bitches, Courtesy Of Jackstar, and, when I caught her pretending to cry, I swear to God I couldn't believe it. Could. NOT. believe.

[pate]

Hag
https://youtu.be/rX0cSaaLcXo
Tag

[Jackstar]

when I caught her pretending to cry, I swear to God I couldn't believe it. Could. NOT. believe.

With this Key, one unlocks Our secrets.

[Silphion]

I ate the quincunx.

Never took you for a connoisseur of cunx, but they are often irresistible .

[Jackstar]

Addiction is a crying need.

Common topic element of the day: detected. I wonder what's changed? Oh right: I stopped smoking oxy's out of a shotgun, and switched to a bow and arrow.

I got it cheap off of Cupid--he said, someone didn't need it for their costume anymore, "yeah yeah yeah just give me the rig before I kick you in the face, you mean little baby."


Honestly, some of this stuff just writes itself. Now. Where were we? Oh yeah right: do any of you out there know of any reason why a person would be in denial about having dyslexia, to such an extent that they would rather sit around and cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry for over 13 months, before finally going around to get around to getting an appointment at Costco?


And if a person were afraid of doctors would they be more or less likely to be afraid of a optometrist at Costco? See I'm not afraid of doctors--that would be awkward--because within 12 seconds of any doctor meeting me they know that I should number one a not be f***** with b probably knows what he wants. And I do and you shouldn't.


So I never seen somebody say "I can't post your brand because I can't see," before, nor have I seen anybody say, but I know you told me that I need glasses 13 months ago but I totally ignored you and I'm really sorry you were right I was wrong"--yeah I've definitely never seen anybody say that--so I was wondering if any of this is bringing a bell for any of you?


It's a shot in the dark. This is exciting, isn't it? and is being afraid of doctors is that a MK-ultra thing? Like something that keeps the individual being afraid of going to normal doctors because the normal doctor might notice something kind of odd and MK ultra doctor might know something... else?


I know it's a little late in the game to start researching MK ultra but... I am Michael Kuczi Ultra so... I never thought it would really come up so I figured if it ever did I would just cram for the final the night before. So I am.

[Jackstar]

Never took you for a connoisseur of cunx, but they are often irresistible .

Oh that's cute. Y'all are talking about something else. I have never heard of those--not my area--but sounds really nasty.

Tell you what. That's agreed to a compromise. I don't want there to be any lingering concerns. I say, "The (CENSORED)", you say, "Tribal Counselor's Authority."

They should simultaneously explain things and relax you a lot more. it's cute when you guys all get all tense about something I accidentally say cuz I don't mean to say what I meant to say? Okay well it's cute to me but... I thought she was cute too.

Anyway the Tribal Counselor's Authority has the jurisdiction in certain matters, involving certain people. And trust me, the TCA is on this one. I saw my name up in lights and then all of a sudden it was cavalry and rainbows, everywhere I looked and it hasn't stopped yet. Say, do you guys know a bald E? Asking for a friend. Yeah, kind of vague: but I'm looking for him and he's lovable. Check the bathrooms too, I got a hunch he hangs out in there and pretends take a shit while he's smoking crack.

He won't be hiding--he'll probably share. The way I hear it he just likes to smoke crack in the shitter because it turns him on. Look, look that's the description they gave me, and to be fair, that is a remarkably specific description and a very unspecified threat that only certain people would have any conception of knowing any part of, unless I start talking about The Boondock Saints or something. But I digress. Bottom line: FIND THAT E.

[pate]

https://bellgab.com/index.php?topic=3246

[Jackstar]

ya win the girl

Keep the tulpa NPC. Wayfarer is already back at base. YOU LOSE. GOOD DAY, SIR.

Also I told you: I will never be your co-host. EVER. You had your chance to work with me. You had your chance to negotiate with me. You had your chance to mentor me. and you know what God is my witness saved my soul You still have chances to do all those things. 

Perhaps. Perhaps. We'll see. but it'll be a cold day in hell David rabini before I get into a fucking shouting match with you ever again.

In other words: you have no power over me. Get bent. You should have listened to me that morning... It was all planned out! I was going to tell you all the kind of things that I was going to tell Grapefruit!

I wanted to tell you both together! Like, how that psychokinetic shielding works! I imagine you're curious about that now... right? Yeah, I bet you are. You had your chance to learn how to turn it on and off like a light switch. Instead: You pretended to be scared and to cry like a little girl.

Or, wait. Were you really scared? Which is it? Because I'll be honest; you sounded exactly like a little bitch I used to know. "Is that Jack? What's he doing? Does it look dangerous?" Oh man how about what my pants I said like you did wet your pants. And how about your phone? It just kept not working... You said. But it sounds like you were making that up? why would anybody pretend that their phone wasn't working--is it so they could pretend they could cry about it?

I'll be honest, Chief: I have a lot of questions for you--and your thug henchman. But some of them are just going to have to wait. Also I don't proofread posts that are directed to you anymore, because I know you know what I'm talking about regardless of what the letters I use are.

Care to try for Bonus Round? /flex

[pate]

Hear:\\
https://youtu.be/msSc7Mv0QHY
Heh//
https://youtu.be/z0KeJ4KBUNo
AshTag

https://youtu.be/eiDKujoxlys

[Jackstar]

Is THIS your A GAME to win back the girl of your dreams?

No, but I do have a great story to tell her, and if I could somehow work it into conversation here, so much the better.

Also: I'm a Gemini, so there's a lot of girls that are the girl in my dreams. Also: I don't remember my dreams. So it's really a bit of a hazy thing to determine what kind of girl I like. Also I wasn't aware that I lost any girls. I'll ask Grapefruit the next time I talk to her if there's any girls missing from the girl closet.

That's her area.

[Corona Kitty]

https://youtu.be/qYkbTyHXwbs



#Decon4:20
#Rubini3:16
#ProjectMayhem
#Gangof3

[Jackstar]

Hear:\\

I think I hear my mother calling me. I got to go. are you seriously wanting me to watch these fucking videos? Oh my God I'd rather die in a shouting match with David Rubini, but only if we're pay-per-view.

[Jackstar]

You are a tough and FIERCE beta cuck for sure with EXCELLENT grammar!

Glamour/Glammer/Gammer confirmed working and online. Initiating fidelity test in 3... 2... You're going to die David Rubini... 1...

GAROTTE.

[pate]

...
#Jelly

https://youtu.be/cvfxKbpoxRE

[pate]

...#Unapologetic

https://youtu.be/gzrRoDd9CxM

[pate]

AssTag:Daniel

https://youtu.be/IMoGdZLIRn8

Amazing!

[pate]

https://youtu.be/j0idEn_w1T0

Think of me, RUBBY.

It is gay that you do that, I do not Judge.

[Jackstar]

#GayPATE
#PATE LikeyBEER
#Doy

OBSERVATIONS:

RUBINI MAGIC is much much better at codetalking than I am.

RUBINI MAGIC formats differently depending on importance of purpose of hashtag use.

RUBINI MAGIC thinks no one can ever figure this shit out.

RUBINI MAGIC is a much less aesthetically pleasing name than RUBINI MAGICK, as well as DAVID RUBINI.

RUBINI MAGIC is clearly not on strike.

[Jackstar]

#Unapologetic

so, tell me more about how you put me on the First Time Caller Line with Heather Wade? Tell us everything. Omit nothing.

Also, how many times have you apologized for that whole issue, and what have you done to help resolve the outstanding issues within that issue? Be specific.

[Jackstar]

YOU are DEMONIC

Well, that would explain the 25 lb penis.

In any event I was explaining why that thread was there, and that's the real estate I did not include any personally identifying information. I don't think it's going to need to be anything identifiable, and in fact most of those details were already listed off by Grapefruit herself on the GabCast.

but I think the best part of the story is that she had ample opportunity and no problems in the world stopping her from asking her friends if she could stay places for a month, but she still really wanted to stay here with me, most of all.

I figured that this was so she could help me accomplish tasks that needed to be accomplished. Like, move the fuck out. It didn't quite happen that way.

What did happen was that, I finally saw what would happen if Grapefruit had ample opportunity to help me with the things that I thought I needed help with. Well it turns out she helped me by going through my mother's jewelry, not having a garage sale, and nesting in my bedroom.

I'm not going to lie, it was nice. I would love to live permanently with Grapefruit in a house that I haven't tried to run away from since 1989. However she didn't really seem to see it that way, although teams are playing may have been that she was going to stay here, and I was going to leave.

Jackstar, What a pee-brain little fag.

Who the fuck are you, and what do you care? Be specific. I get a little tired of this f****** b******* people tell me what I can and can't talk about f*** you buddy.

Do you also distract Grapefruit and tell her not to talk about me? Because I wouldn't like that either. Who has this much time in their day, and why didn't you express concerns about stories people tell, all the times people told tall tales about me?

You have to admit it's a little curious. By the way,, how many times have you caught her, trying to pretend to cry? there's a difference you see, between pretending to cry and trying to pretend to cry.

I'm becoming quite the taxonomist. /flex

[Jackstar]

https://michaelkucziisastalker.tumblr.com/

Mr Bean, thank you for providing more evidence of your targeted campaign of harassment. I know I've hit the big time when some guy and a gang of his four flunkies toadies are looking to jam me up so hard, they got to dredge up a well-known (around these parts) website from years ago and make sure that it's looking fresh.

Let me guess: you'd like me to tell you the name of that person. Well guess what: I'm not going to. I know the rules: and so does Grapefruit. Why don't you ask her?

In the meantime I'll let you in on a little secret: I love that website. Because, you see... I know the rest of the story. And, you'll note how long has that website been up?

Quite some time. Long enough that if I was stalking anybody else they'd probably be more than one, huh? And this person who put up the first one--that's devotion. How is it still up? Who cares so much? How has that numbskull twit not made an apology to me yet? What, am I hard to find?

Think about it. Someone cared enough to put up that site, and no one else has cared since. So where's the police report? Seems like that should be around by now, one way or the other, right?

Do you have any other reports? Come now. This can't be the only thing. And if it is, that is truly flattering.

[Jackstar]

I don't know how we ever doubted you?

I don't know who "we" refers to in that query, but if you narrow it down for me a little bit I can probably tell you why you've made some erroneous conclusions.

Michael, stop hurting me.

- Jesus of Nazerath

LOL Jack is a total basket-case.

Thankfully somebody's going to really notice that this is happening again and again and is probably going to get really frustrated when they realize, "wow, he was telling the truth--he is being stalked."

I've actually lost track of how many people I think needed to be told that, because a person told something is less effective for me than a person that learns things for themselves.

For example, by now that website should have an apology on it, that says, "if you feel you are being stalked, file a police report." Any times I've seen people get all nervous and weird, all of a sudden shortly after they find out what my name is? Often enough that I know people have googled me and then run, which is perfect, because silly people with terrible study habits who scare easily really have no business sharing my time. Go away. Stay home. Don't vote. Turn gay. Learn judo.

[Silphion]

Mr Bean, thank you for providing more evidence of your targeted campaign of harassment. I know I've hit the big time when some guy and a gang of his four flunkies toadies are looking to jam me up so hard, they got to dredge up a well-known (around these parts) website from years ago and make sure that it's looking fresh.

Your assailants are surely dark manifestations of an infected imagination,
that of the Slime Lord Rubini, sending Golems forth like hounds from Hell.

[Silphion]

My dearest
Silphion

Go suck an egg gaywad!

My Dear Rubini,

You poor blithering scumbag.
Your modus operandi and dismal puppetry is painfully obvious.
No one can be as ponderous and bloated as your efforts prove.
No one would go to such great lengths to pander in this sewer.

Project Mayhem is a worthless waste of anyone's consideration.
May your future endeavours be all the wiser and better played.




 

[Silphion]

Extroaidinaire *

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[TheMan WhoFell ToEarth]

Take your lithium bro.

[K_Dubb]

Never took you for a connoisseur of cunx, but they are often irresistible .

This one was significantly overbaked.

[Jackstar]

This one was significantly overbaked.

It's a tiger behind every door. The solution is to open them all--you can't stop the tigers.

I curse Michael C. Kuczi.

This is what I was waiting for.


I'm getting pretty tired of some of this distraction spam. Unlike many of you, there is something I am looking for, and they involve answers. Some of the participants running this up are actively working to hide information from public dissemination.

I am not. I am the public--I have no team, no crew, no partner, no club, no gang, no squad, and certainly no family. The only way I am going to get information is here--BellGab. Your #1 source for #Legacy news.

Now, I've figured out that there's something to do with the hashtags, something important to some people, yet to me, it is utterly inconsequential. So when I used #Legacy, I thought very little of it.

Oh boy. Boy was I mistaken. These baboons are positively mad for hashtags. They want to marry hashtags, and have little hashtag babies. I don't know how to use them myself--I prefer the pound--but it is clear to me now that they are used in some way that I do not understand, and refuse to lose focus on attending to them.

This focuses the wizards.

There was something very interesting going on with the hashtags, however, in that somehow Rubini convinced Grapefruit to spam them a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I'm looking over her shoulder, I'm all, "what are you doing?" and she's like, "Posting for Rubini," and I go... "What are you doing?" And she tells me: "He sent me a bunch of hashtags and a youtube link, and he asked me to post them, so I am going to do it." Me: "You are? Why?"  Her: "Because he asked me to."

O rly. Well, that's nice. I wonder if he called her a faggot and a cocksucker, like he does/did with me in our communication, but I digress. So I look at what she's been asked to post, and it's like nineteen of these fucking things, all seemingly gibberish. References to a wide range of crap, including Flat Earth, which I know intimately well, is a huge waste of time.

"I see you're posting hashtag Flat Earth. And you've got something that looks like Jackstar, but it's all weird with alternating caps and trash." She smiles slightly and says, "Rubini made that for you!" Oh, well, great. I made #RubiniMagick for him, so we're even.

None of this makes sense to me at first, or even at fifth. It keeps happening. I don't care. She wants to post hashtags, I figure, I'll figure out what that means in the future if it is important, what's important is that she doesn't want to post hashtags--she wants to do what Rubini asks. I guess he's not asking her to help him find a place to live or a place to keep a cat or a place to sell a PS4. Interesting.

Then comes a day when I notice the Rubini hashtag spam is a bit different... in that there are no Jackstar references. I ask about this casually. I get no meaningful answer--instantly. At this point, I'm fully aware, fully activated--but I am still asking casually.

This should alert the Grapefruit. It does not seem to. She just shrugs it off. ME, JACKSTAR. ME, JACKSTAR--SHRUGGED OFF BY GRAPEFRUIT. Well, you know, that seems like a real slight to me. In fact, that seems like something that, if I did to her, she would completely lose her composure. I know, I have seen it--don't forget to compliment her shoes. Every. Time.

So, I back away from the issue and examine it. Meanwhile to all this--this is like a 2-3 week period--there's other things that Rubini is whining about. Something to do with Azzerae, something to do with emails with multiple addresses in cc: and something else to do with weird fake emails that get passed around with some crazy chain.

Ah ha, it's obvious, I realize one day. It's all code. And I had been decoded. I inquire further about this, but really, the only places I can inquire are Grapefruit and Rubini, who at this point, are somehow, thick as thieves.

They're building their own foundational language. They're talking about things that are of no interest to me, as if they are matters of importance. They're consistently removing Jackstar references from anything all the time, duplicating other things, but never my things. Never me.

This, of course, cannot go on for long before I must answer. And I do--although by now, I forget what the answer was. It was something vocal and worldshaking, as I recall. It changed things. Because something that hasn't changed--at all--is November 14, 1997.

You here have seen this date. I bandy it about a bit. I told Rubini about it on one of our first conversations. I told Grapefruit about it on one of our first dates, in 2017. I have, at times, been hollering into the phone, "Rubini! What about November 14, 1997??" Nothing. Zada. Zilch. Bupkis. Whiff. Nothing. No traction; they don't care.

Now, I know what you're thinking: "Jackstar, why didn't you control the whole? She's your girlfriend, right? Do something." Well, that's what I am doing--you see, I am on a different timetable here. And it became apparent very, very early on that something was rotten with Grapefruit. I asked her for help with various things as well, and I asked nicely. However, she was never as interested in helping my goals on BellGab, as she was interested in helping Rubini's goals on BellGab.

Why she thinks she is even speaking to me is a mystery at this time, to be sure. So now, last few days, I mention it again, again, nothing, zilch, blah. Okay, let me be clear on this: I AM MENTIONING THIS SHIT FOR A REASON. And the only echo back is like a whisper in the wind.... "Rubini."

So. I am cursed? Well, that actually is my area, and I don't particularly mind having a curse or two thrown at me. But, shade from my Grapefruit? On a seemingly minor issue? This is not as minor as it seems. This is a big deal.

Now, back to #Legacy. The way I see it, if someone doesn't have the past show archives and the past website archives and the past email archives, that is not the control of the Legacy. I guess some of you think it has something to do with who gets Bell's seat? No. Fuck that.

It is about November 14, 1997. Who has a copy of that show? Who has the rights to it? Where is it? Why don't I have it? And now... why are you all just casually glancing over every mention, as if it matters naught? I'll tell you why: there is an agenda.


I could give two shits if Grapefruit is pissed off. Fine. Enjoy it. Perhaps you ought to have focused on what is important. Perhaps you should have followed up on the leads that I saw you gain--the way you later on, followed up on Rubini's leads. This started happening quickly. Real quickly. This happened so fast, it was like Rubini squeaked on a Monday, and she was on it already by Tuesday.

One wonders if I could have tried to ask Rubini to tell Grapefruit to find it--let's see if she's his quick little helper then. However, I think by now, it does not matter. Today, we have a total shitsplat sideshow carnival. Today, we have a massive black PR campaign... mostly targeted at little ol' me.

What we do not have are the emails from November 1997, nor the show from November 14, 1997. I have asked around a bit--gently, like a mouse eating the part of the cheese farthest from the trap. Nibble, nibble. So, who has the emails that I sent Art? Who controls the rights to that show, how do I get a copy?

Well, I don't. I don't even get Grapefruit anymore--she has taken off. Taken off, to go do "show prep" with The_Great_Rubini.

*massive rolleyes* Take my wife, Please. She has had ample time to do anything about my agenda, and even when I was bringing it up at first, there was little enthusiasm. Compare this to Rubini, where she gleefully posted hashtags and videos with reckless abandon, while in various threads I have made... yeah, some participation. Some. Tepid.

I honestly can't tell if this is supposed to be directly insulting, or if it is a sign of some kind of perception dimming field. At this point, it hardly matters. Tensions have ratched up to an all-time high. I'm getting phone calls, emails, text messages--all death threats. The worst. Blah blah do this, blah blah do that, blah blah get your girl back, blah blah you suck, blah blah oh look here's a flood of crap propaganda that has been floating around for 5-6 years.

But still... no November 14, 1997. Okay then. It must not be important then, right? Wrong.

I can get an actual curse... but not a radio broadcast. It doesn't need to be a cassette, I'll take an 8-Track? Wrong.


Now, here's where we are at. I notice that Grapefruit is being exhorted to leave--obviously, Rubini wants to execute some kind of final assault on the target castle, which for some reason, he thinks is with me. It is not. Grapefruit and I are just normal people. No big deal.

No big deal at all. Anyway, the timing works out such that right before Grapefruit leaves her children, companion animal, and family for a week, oh, and, me too, I guess, Grapefruit is presented with a substantial number of questions. What about this? What about that? Where's this? Why did you do that? What were you thinking when you decided to do that other thing? Exactly how did removing Jackstar from the list of Rubini's hashtags come about? Was that his idea... or yours? And why is that gift still sitting there on the shelf, and why was that such a big deal?

This rustles the Grapefruit orchard. Oh yes, for she is not enthusiastic about answering questions. Questions under pressure are not her strong suit. It is harder for her to remember what it is that she is not supposed to remember, if she is busily remembering and speaking aloud at the time.

But it's easy with Rubini. Now I know something here is bizarre, because I've been knocking boots with this woman for going on 4 years. Her attitude has fluctuated, sure, but never before did I see her, literally, put her hands over her ears and scream "I can't hear you" after being asked a question, one too many times. Not since that one time with the B-52s and karaoke, however.

So there is no cohesion. Even before Rubini, Grapefruit was dragging ass on taking names. I told her early on, there's this subject I am fascinated with, there's a show from 1997 I'd like to find, I have this book I need to check over... so, I figure we're going to go the distance.

I have been looking for this shit for 23 years. It should not be this hard. Further, long, long before Rubini--Grapefruit was working an anti-informational agenda. Which seems odd to me, now that I finally noticed it.

This activates Jackstar. This releases the tigers. So, what up Grapefruit? Are you pissed? Are you busy? Are you having the time of your life? Are you learning lots of lessons? Are you ready to apologize for screaming in my face? Like a million times, over a million years... What do you think you're doing?
 
THE TIGERS ARE COMING. Get to work. Don't give me your fucking bullshit stories about how I need to hurry up and buy you a house. Fuck you--hurry up and find me November 14, 1997. Hey, if you wanna be a strident, demanding, screaming bitch, why can't I? Is it because I am black? Is that also why you think it's fun to bark orders at me and play the pussy card when I explain back, louder: "You are not the boss of me."

I don't know what she's going to do when she gets back, but hopefully she will have some answers along with some 1984 whiskey. And then, if her answers are not satisfactory, I will feed her pussy to the tigers.

None of that no longer fuels my range. I don't know what kind of plan these monkeys had going on before I threw their wrenches right back at them--I was never a part of their little gang. And no one, not even Grapefruit, has ever been a part of mine.

This alerts The (CLASSIFIED). Now, I don't know what the fuck Rubini is doing. He just sent me an email with an apology--ha!--but I see no signs of any reconciliation or forward progress on this board. I also see no signs of Grapefruit. How curious.

I've moved on. K_Dubb and Silphion have at least mentioned the subject, after I have spammed it eighty or ninety time. What a great deal! Tigers and curses and exceptionally venomous attacks upon my character--oh my.

It's gotta be, it's somewhere... hrm, maybe this will help, if I reflect and reprogram all the curses back towards everyone who can help me get to this date--November 14, 1997--and make them all resemble good little works, like Grapefruit was for Rubini... before Rubini was Rubini.

So long, and thanks for all the curses! Sorry you were pissed. Was it because you were outplayed and you thought I'd be missing you, but instead, I'm perfectly content for you to keep working hard on your "show prep." Get something done for someone, why don't you? It doesn't have to be me--you have helped enough to be a little more than helpful to everyone. In fact, don't help me at all. See how that works out.

I can't believe she thought none of this matters. What am I, chopped liver? She should get pissed more often, it has certainly made the magick shine through.