Ask the green text anon from before about sgrub. Their blog is "cambriancruelty", but i don't want to ping them.

Hm. I suppose I have to. I've been asked by my little guppy to play, so I might just play it, if only to see her...

Stop sending me messages about the meteor shower. I don't care, I'm not going, I don't believe it has anything to do with that stupid video game, pound sand.

" I don't like quads" (courts some deranged violet anyways

There's a difference between not wanting to be given a Twelfth Perigee's kitten and visiting a cat cafe. Besides, that violet is actually cute, and amusing to talk to.

It's some kind of game that causes things to happen in physical reality. From what I've heard, it also destroys the planet you and your friends play it on. DO NOT FUCKING PLAY.

I have no clue what this is meant to convince me of. I presume the group will play with or without me, and I'm only being badgered to play due to some stupid lack of players. I think it's rather obvious why I declined.

L plus ratio plus meteors

Amazing. This ask is nearly entirely nonsensical. Were it not for the lack of typos, I would assume your lusus walked across the keyboard.

If you're referring to some meteor shower happening somewhere soon, I don't care for them. I don't even know when the next one is due, I do not care for watching streaks of light in the sky. How boring.

I'm so sick of my coworkers. I don't want to be friends. I don't want to play games. I don't want to go party. I don't want to get dinner together. I don't want to go out for drinks. I don't want anything to do with them outside of work. I despise them for trying to pester me into more.

Oh, that's even more boring than I expected. Unbelievable.

Professional way to say "Stop. Fucking. Asking. I am not going to play wiggler games or role play space adventure shit with you. Get out of my inbox" in email to a coworker.

That unbearable, hm? I've just been ignoring his attempts at explaining, I have no idea what exactly it's about.

Professional way to say "Stop. Fucking. Asking. I am not going to play wiggler games or role play space adventure shit with you. Get out of my inbox" in email to a coworker.

Professional way to say "Stop. Fucking. Asking. I am not going to play wiggler games or role play space adventure shit with you. Get out of my inbox" in email to a coworker.

It's nice to have a pet. I like having someone who's always excited to see me - I forgot just how pleasant that is.

I hate when I've already ordered something, and then I see something else on someone else's plate that I want...

Follow up request how to say "I've already told you I don't want to play your panless fucking wiggler game with you" in polite but firm professional e-mail.

How to say "fuck off I barely tolerate you as a person and have no interest in associating with you outside of a purely professional transaction to my benefit let alone playing any stupid computer games with you" in a professional e-mail.

How to say "fuck off I barely tolerate you as a person and have no interest in associating with you outside of a purely professional transaction to my benefit let alone playing any stupid computer games with you" in a professional e-mail.

Oh, that's actually quite impressive. Well, aside from the music, that's more adorable. I assume you're quite valued with your work - but it sounds a tad stressful. Too bad you couldn't take time off to visit a little rural planet and attend a boring little party instead of doing that all night...

I've back read through your blog and there is very clearly something wrong with you. Perhaps we can find out what it is over dinner sometime?

ew/ rtgdh

Boring over here. Nothing much to do. It's a smaller settlement, and rather plain. Well suited for a writer, poorly suited for a woman with a rotten temper and a need for variety in life. It's bland. At least storms and rain suit a cute little fish like you. Do you have a job, or do they keep you around for your astounding takes on Taylor Swifte?

I've back read through your blog and there is very clearly something wrong with you. Perhaps we can find out what it is over dinner sometime?

ew/ rtgdh

Oh, are you assigned far off? I'm afraid it's quite difficult to get to my own station, so we likely will not be able to meet in person any time soon. No matter, I'm sure you make a perfectly agreeable "e-date" as they're called. How do you like it out there?

I've back read through your blog and there is very clearly something wrong with you. Perhaps we can find out what it is over dinner sometime?

ew/ rtgdh

That's too bad, I would have loved to pull you around in person. I suppose we'll have to settle for a digital conversation instead.

I've back read through your blog and there is very clearly something wrong with you. Perhaps we can find out what it is over dinner sometime?

ew/ rtgdh