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[Nov. 9th, 2011|12:21 am] |
Whatever that was, I hope it has a good explanation. I was in the middle of some very delicate experiments. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2011|12:25 am] |
This is most unexpected. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2011|01:14 am] |
So. Reassembling the Key to Time apparently causes localised distortions in the space-time continuum, even inside the sealed atmosphere of a TARDIS, thus causing all caught in the span of the distortion to be displaced. Lovely.
I knew the Doctor was an idiot, but this is just ridiculous. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2011|07:36 am] |
Meliai, I feel a little like I've been neglecting you with how much time I've been spending with Willow... can I make it up to you somehow? |
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[Nov. 9th, 2011|03:10 pm] |
People are starting to request holiday songs while I busk. I refuse to do any until the beginning of December, I have standards. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2011|05:44 pm] |
I admit, I never thought to find myself so comfortable in this new life. And yet here I am, enjoying it.
Granted, if Merry and Pippin could sample the inventory just slightly less, it probably would help a great deal with keeping the customers happy. That being said, the dancing on the tables has sort of become our niche.
( Luke ) |
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[Nov. 9th, 2011|06:03 pm] |
Da-shiong bao-jah-shr duh la-doo-tze!
That stung like a mother. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2011|08:54 pm] |
Hair, makeup - done.
Cute dress - on.
Heels so high they should be banned in every country - on and dear god I'm going to blister.
I am a go for shenanigans. LET'S MOVE, MOVE, MOVE! |
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[Nov. 9th, 2011|10:50 pm] |
I might need someone to come and get me from the hospital. |
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