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I can't stop playing with this. [Oh and Ang, I don't know if you're still maintaining that site, but there's something wrong with the links.]

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It's nearly 4AM and I'm still awake. Still at work. Because I can not sleep here just as well as at home, and there's entertainment here.

I still feel like a right geen.

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This is too slashy not to be pre-slash. It's a little hrmpf, but generally aww. I want to kick it.

Fucking!

I just broke my fucking tooth! And I can't go to the dentist's until this medical insurance thing is taken care of, which it isn't yet! And shit, shit, shit, it's in my lower jaw, which means agony, and the labret hasn't even healed yet and whill that affect/be affected by the dentist? Fuck! Bastard.

I'd leave it as it is for a few weeks, but it's got a sharp edge that's gonna be cutting into my tongue.

Fucking!

Fun with PhotoShop

You might not get this unless you've seen Yahoogroups' evil maintenance message, but:

Huh

The plumber's gone now. It's just a general message.

SBSW!

Gah!

Nat!

Your post-orgy fic came though. I think you broke me. Guh!

Sighage

So earlier, I was falling asleep at my puter. I was relieved i'd be sleeping tonight. Now, I'm once again wide awake.

*wail* What is my body doing? Bitches!

Hm.

Peter Bucks has kidnapped my brain. He's using it to talk to Nat. As long as it gets me Bill/Peter, I'm not gonna try and get it back.

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I think I just accidentally gave myself a Bono/Skids image. Woa. Selfwhammy.