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[Apr. 5th, 2008|11:14 am] |
A stripper job? Really now.
As much as I adore Your vote of confidence, God, I'd rather not. I'm only graceful when my ass is in serious danger, not in danger of being grabbed. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2008|03:04 pm] |
Bad day.
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[Feb. 6th, 2008|11:18 pm] |
I got fire insurance.
I didn't get apocalypse insurance.
*headthunk* |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2008|04:45 pm] |
Who is this madman, Apocalypse, who seems to be causing all the trouble?
I have been racing around, putting out fires and saving people, and finding all too many dead for my liking, since he arrived. |
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[Jan. 31st, 2008|01:08 pm] |
. . .
But I haven't been drinking. . . |
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[Jan. 27th, 2008|03:11 pm] |
Heya Shawnz, howzit in teenagerland?
I'm looking forward to working for only another month and a half. "Chris", as the girls have dubbed him, has functioning lungs, and his brain is growing. At this stage reading, talking and singing to the baby is always reccomended. He can distinguish between light and dark, and he'll be over a foot long at the end of the week. He weighs close to about 2 pounds.
Next week, noteiceable eyebrows and lashes, muscle tone (accompanied by in utero workouts, oh boy) mostly developed lungs and voice recognition. |
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[Jan. 24th, 2008|08:32 pm] |
I'm definitely not supposed to be here today.
. . .
I hope Becky's okay. |
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[Jan. 24th, 2008|07:39 pm] |
To my brother, Dean.
Happy Birthday, man. Wherever you are. |
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