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[Apr. 4th, 2009|07:05 pm] |
Mary?
Um. You home? I tried to walk through the door like I've been doing the last week or so and I think I broke my damn nose. What is it with this place? |
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[Apr. 4th, 2009|08:39 pm] |
Ow! |
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[Apr. 4th, 2009|08:48 pm] |
Oh, thank god that's over. That was quite possibly the worst Spring Break ever. Thought I was finally going to have a good one.
I demand another week off! |
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[Apr. 4th, 2009|09:14 pm] |
Moony! Bring me a sandwich. And a beer. On a serving tray. Naked.
edit; Prongs! Want to talk to you about something. |
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[Apr. 4th, 2009|10:00 pm] |
Ugh.
I'm pretty sure I pulled a muscle in my back.
At least I can think again. Scott, are you alright? I'm going to shower and collapse for a week, can you call the office and tell them I've had a skiing accident? I'll make up something better between now and then. |
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[Apr. 4th, 2009|10:44 pm] |
Oh, thank god, I can't breathe underwater anymore. They canceled one of the major competitions this year because there weren't any waves (CURSE YOU, GLOBAL WARMING), but when the next one comes up, I get to go because I won't be a cheaterface. It was awesome and fun, but breathing underwater sucks when you compete.
Danger's still here, so that's good. I like my kitty. I wonder if she'd let me walk her. |
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