Wii Squee

[xp_adrienne]

 I was so proud of my recent achievements with my retail outlet opening up at the end of the month that I went out yesterday and bought a Nintendo Wii as a present to myself. Terry hooked it up last night. We played Sports.

It is a lot of fun. I particularly enjoy the baseball.

Comments

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Who said you're not?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Ugh. Fine. But you'd better bring me some brownies or something if you're not bringing booze.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

I'm not rude enough to show up empty handed. Brownies. Cake. Ice Cream. Your inner model will have her finger down your throat on sight.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

My inner model possesses fantastic self-control, thanks very much. I was never forced into bulimia. Don't forget biscuits. (Do you like how I called them the proper UK name instead of calling them 'cookies'?)

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Your inner model failed at an eating disorder from what I remember. Failing and being controlled is really not the same thing, cupcake. Cookies, check. (I'm not British, I don't care if you sodding call 'em biscuits but if you keep it up I'll end up going very Irish on you.)

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I'm supposed to scold my inner model for failing at an eating disorder and exercising self-control over binge eating and vomiting?

Scrap the cookies/biscuits. I want cupcakes instead.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Again I point out that failing and choosing not to do something are at completely different ends of the abstaining spectrum.

You want to eat yourself? Kinky bitch.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Oh my God, the failing thing was a fucking joke! I didn't really consider it a failure that I didn't develop an eating disorder, for Christs sake!
I am totally going to whup your blue ass at baseball. And golf. And tennis. And even bowling.

I believe it should be stated for the record right now that when I mention wanting cupcakes in the plural sense I don't mean myself. Because I am only one cupcake. If I had said 'i want cupcake', then you could assume I was being kinky. In this situation, however, I'm afraid not.

Are you actually coming over or are you just gonna harass me on the journal all freaking evening?

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

You just can't admit to being a failure. And you are not getting me anywhere near golf, even on a Wii.

Too bad because I really wanted pictures of you eating yourself. Your porn career would have been born. Alas, I'll bring cupcakes.

I'm going to torment you. And harass. And eventually show up.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, that's true too. I can't admit my limitations. I can't admit I'm a failure. I have inner pain. Bring out the emo music.

I hate golf as well. No golf.

Morgan, I was a model. With issues of needing attention. And no morals. Believe me, there were pictures of the sort you seek. But they've all been destroyed now. Talk to my beloved sister about that.

I'm just going to stop replying now so eventually you'll get bored and drop by.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

I'll bring the plastic spoons for you to attempt that wrist bit.

Thank fucking god!

Really? *plots* You know, thanks to the internet things are never truly lost, just slightly buried.

Unless I decide to try out my own porn career.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I still have some from the last time.

Golf is not a sport. I don't understand why it's included in Wii Sports.

Emma's a telepath. I think there was something involving making everyone who surfed the 'net and found the pictures see a wood carving of a thirteenth-century tryptich of the Madonna and Child and develop the sudden urge to run to a church. She gets pissy when I do things that could 'damage her reputation or the reputation of Frost Enterprises.' Bitch.

Well, fine, then. Maybe I'll just go down to Harry's instead. Have fun.

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

That's good. Might end up needing mine, after all.

So out of shape, old, rich people can feel sporty.

You're related to a telepath? Aye, you're fucked, aren't you? That's lousy. Guess that really just means you need to try harder to disgrace the Frost name. I could contribute a few ideas to that...

Lush.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Actually, my sister's sexual peccadillos are entirely her choice and don't affect anyone's reputation but her own.

Which is fortunate because, between the entire Frost family, I think we've covered every named perversion and at least several that we've invented ourselves.

Adrienne's pictures are out there and there's no 13th century wood-carvings to mislead you, Morgan. If you wish to spend some time being bored with their lack of originality, a quick search should throw something up.

The Bitch

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

Well at least when I meet someone who thinks they are the cutting edge of kinky I now know to point them at the Frost family and give them the challenge of out kinking you guys.

All model antics lack originality. It's part of being a model, being unable to think for yourself. Don't they like condition it into them?

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

You're just grouchy towards models because I trashed you on the Wii last night.

Look all you want for pictures, by the way. If you think I was seriously careless enough about my own reputation to participate in those sorts of pictures, that's fine with me.

Oh, and speaking of the Wii, I've been practicing my Wii Boxing and there is still plenty of ice cream left. Want a rematch?

[x-copycat.livejournal.com]

No, I'm grouchy toward models because they have brains as big as my pinky.

Why would I go looking for those pictures when I could sneak around and take my own?

Virtual boxing? Alright. You have too much time for video games given you supposedly run a whole company thing, y'know.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Hey Emma, want to come over and play some Wii?

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I am probably risking a terrible fate, but I would pay money to see that.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I know! I figure a lot of people would. If she says yes, I'll cut you in if you sell tickets to the event.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Now that you and Doug have found each other, Marie-Ange, it would be such a shame when you have to explain that you are no longer sexually attracted to anything but marmosets.

Thank you for the invitation, Adrienne, but I shall gave to decline. I'm in Boston at the moment and keeping myself fit in my own very special way. He's an Olympic gymnast and she was a contortionist in the circus. Let's just say that I'm exploring the limits of the flexibility of organic diamond.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I thought it did not count if I knew I was risking marmosetphilia.

... is that even a WORD?

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Marmosets are monkeys. Primatophilia, perhaps?

However, considering the entertainment I derived from the circumstances surrounding the distraction spell, I'm willing to forgive you a great many things at the moment. Even Wii Boxing.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I am glad someone was entertained. I think Doug may still be sulking about the interruption.