Authors: Lauren Myracle
Wed, Mar 15,
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SnowAngel: | hey, zo. did you hear how jerky maddie's parents r being? |
SnowAngel: | are you there? or are you at doug's? |
SnowAngel: | if you're at doug's, you can STILL text me back, you know. |
SnowAngel: | *shakes it off* tomorrow's another day, full of fresh beginnings and root-beer-y goodness. bye! |
Thu, Mar 16,
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mad maddie: | WHO won the chugging contest? |
SnowAngel: | YOU did! |
mad maddie: | and WHO won the victory lap belching contest? |
SnowAngel: | YOU did! |
mad maddie: | das rite, cuz i da king |
SnowAngel: | i take it yr feeling better? |
mad maddie: | well blow me down. reckon maybe i am. |
SnowAngel: | hurray! and da crowd goes wild!!!!! |
Thu, Mar 16,
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SnowAngel: | i've come up with a plan to pay jana back for her slut-meister remark, hee hee hee. |
mad maddie: | r you sure you want to keep going with this, a? you saw what she did to me when i didn't let it go. |
SnowAngel: | which is exactly why i REFUSE to let it go. i am NOT letting her feel all high and mighty, like we're just going to roll over and play dead like that poor bird. |
mad maddie: | ah, christ. what do you have up your sleeve? |
SnowAngel: | not telling *hunches shoulders and rubs hands together like mad scientist* |
mad maddie: | have you decided that you enjoy being devious, angela? are you gonna enter into a life of crime? |
SnowAngel: | i dunno. think they have a “life of crime” major at UGA? |
mad maddie: | yeah, it's called poli-sci |
SnowAngel: | was that some kind of political joke? cuz you know i don't get political jokes. |
mad maddie: | oh lordie |
SnowAngel: | but since we're talking about college ⦠what about you and santa cruz? is your mom being more normal? |
mad maddie: | i talked to zo during our free, and her theory is that the moms is scared to let me go. that the whole me-going-away-to-college thing is a big deal for her, and that's why she's being such a snot. |
SnowAngel: | but you're 18 years old, you have to live your life. |
mad maddie: | i know, that's what i said. |
SnowAngel: | so yr gonna go to santa cruz? for sure? |
mad maddie: | well, i haven't sent in my “statement of intent to register,” but i will. |
SnowAngel: | i'd have thought you would have mailed that baby back the second you got it. |
mad maddie: | i have until may 1st |
mad maddie: | when are you supposed to hear from georgia? |
SnowAngel: | WE are supposed to hear from georgia by april 1st (you applied too, remember!) |
SnowAngel: | zoe's supposed to hear from kenyon and princeton around then too. |
mad maddie: | i kinda wish it would just slow down, don't you? |
SnowAngel: | *faints dead away* |
SnowAngel: | what happened to “hasta la vista, baby” and “i can't wait to get out of this dump”? |
mad maddie: | that's all still true. that doesn't mean it has to happen tomorrow. |
SnowAngel: | omg, yr growing sentimental in your old age! |
mad maddie: | what?! no i'm not. |
SnowAngel: | wait till i tell zoe! you ARE gonna miss us, aren't you? |
mad maddie: | jesus, angela ⦠more than you can possibly know. |
SnowAngel: | *hold out arms* c'mere, ya goof! |
mad maddie: | no thx |
SnowAngel: | c'mere! *clasps maddie to chest and rocks back and forth* |
mad maddie: | erm, i'm leaving now. i'm freeing myself from your clasp and leaving, k? |
SnowAngel: | bye, you old darling! mwah!!! |
Fri, Mar 17,
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zoegirl: | angela, i just saw maddie in the hall. she told me you're starting the jana war again. i am *not* happy about this! |
SnowAngel: | i'm downloading fake health service letterhead as we speak. |
zoegirl: | angela, stop! this has gone on long enough!!! |
SnowAngel: | oh piddle |
SnowAngel: | don't you wanna hear what i'm gonna do with this fake health service letterhead? |
zoegirl: | NO. i'm serious, angela. what if peaches sees what you're printing? you could get expelled! |
SnowAngel: | peaches LUVS me. i can do anything i want, cuz i tell her how fabulous her book displays are. |
SnowAngel: | and now, your attn plz. *clears throat and shakes out paper* “Dear Ms. Whitaker, It has come to our |
zoegirl: | oh angela |
SnowAngel: | i know!!! c'est magnifique! |
zoegirl: | the health service would never use the word “slutty.” if anything, they'd say “promiscuous.” |
SnowAngel: | ooo, thanks for the tip |
zoegirl: | angela! |
SnowAngel: | what? jana made a comment suggesting that i don't “put out” enough. fine. i'm just suggesting that being a slut isn't necessarily the way to go, either. |
zoegirl: | please don't send it to her. please? |
SnowAngel: | who said anything about sending it to her? i'm gonna print up multiple copies and accidentally-on-purpose drop them in various school bathrooms. |
SnowAngel: | it's a hard job, but someone's gotta do it! |
Fri, Mar 17,
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mad maddie: | IT'S SPRING BREAK!!! WOOT!!!!! |
zoegirl: | i feel like a huge load has been lifted off my shoulders! except for the fact that i still have to go to tennessee with my parents, who are going to drive me insane. and except for the fact that yes, i saw angela's health service handiwork, which means that everyone in the school saw, which means that jana once again is going to be on the warpath. |
zoegirl: | but except for that, i feel so much better! |
mad maddie: | let it go, baby. just let it all go. |
zoegirl: | right, you're so right. and as a reward for getting thru another tough week, i treated myself to big bunny episode #3. |
mad maddie: | “as a reward for getting thru another tough week”? is that really how you operate? |
zoegirl: | you say that as if it's weird. do you think it's weird? |
mad maddie: | i just think you should give yourself rewards any time you feel like it. |
zoegirl: | but then they wouldn't be rewards. they would just be ⦠random good things. |
mad maddie: | and the problem is � |
zoegirl: | you have your pop-tarts and dr pepper; i have my rewards. okay? |
mad maddie: | whatevs |
mad maddie: | so you saw that lulu DID bring big bunny a kitty, hmmm? |
zoegirl: | yes. and when susie told lulu to take the kitty back, big bunny told that horrible story about “another” susie who sold herself to the devil and had a pet hell-hound. |
mad maddie: | ah, yes. and then the faux susie repented at the last second and went to heaven. a classic morality tale. |
zoegirl: | i do like ol' susie |
mad maddie: | cuz you have good taste. she is a prophet of the modern times. |
zoegirl: | let's do something tonight, want to? just you and me and angela, since we won't see each other for a week. i might not even have a cell signal, because my grandparents live in the boonies! |
mad maddie: | i think that's a great idea. you sure doug won't mind? |
zoegirl: | don't be silly. let's meet at angela's so we can play with the chicks. i'll call and tell her we're heading over! |