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[Oct. 18th, 2011|03:41 pm] |
I HATE BLOODY STUPID FRIGGIN' EARWORMS.
I GET IT.
THE ROOF IS ON FIRE.
NOW DIE IN YOUR CRUMBLING STUPID HOUSE, ARGH. JUST GET OUT OF MY EARDRUMS. |
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[Oct. 18th, 2011|06:59 pm] |
Well, could be worse.
I could be back in Sunnydale. |
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[Oct. 18th, 2011|07:27 pm] |
Strange. Very strange.
This is certainly not Masyaf. |
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[Oct. 18th, 2011|08:13 pm] |
My kids went and got themselves bigger, and I'm not teaching anymore. I feel the need to go find some babies and horde them! Maybe I should hang out at a nursery. (It's not that I want more kids, please don't freak out, Leo, and Tony, you hush.) |
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[Oct. 18th, 2011|09:32 pm] |
You know what? Life is good. Life is really, really good. And I'm not just saying that because I've learned about fondue. I have got to try this someday. An entire meal based around dipping things into cheese mixed with beer. Clearly, there is a Maker, and he likes me.
( Aveline ) |
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