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[Mar. 15th, 2008|12:18 pm] |
I'm getting married.
I have an insane urge to shout this news from the top of the mountains, as corny as that sounds. I don't care. i want everyone to know it.
The rest of you can fool around with Jack all day, but at the end of the day, he's coming home to me.
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( Ray ) |
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[Mar. 4th, 2008|10:31 pm] |
Well, you don't say!
That's one way to arrive in style! |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2008|11:23 pm] |
... am I the only one with my original plumbing? Melissa? Bela? How're my ladies? |
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[Feb. 28th, 2008|01:44 am] |
It's oficial- Landon is heart murmur free and coming home in the morning.
Finally. |
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[Feb. 25th, 2008|03:03 pm] |
Melissa, babe, if we ever go dancing again remind me no heals over an inch and a half. Lordie, my feet still hurt.
But it was funs, lots. I need it, so thanks. |
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[Feb. 24th, 2008|02:07 am] |
So, apparently this place likes karma and irony. Go figure.
A question, for those that know: Are the jobs we're dropped in here, like, permanent? That's what you gotta do? Or can you get transfered, quit, or whatever without... you know.
Going back.
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[Feb. 22nd, 2008|03:20 pm] |
Alice, ducky, I've found my home and it's in London as well, so we can be faux neighbours! I'll come knocking for a cuppa here and there, how's that, lovely?
Jack fucking Dent, you and I are doing late lunch today, am I right? Meet me all the old place in the city, would you? I feel nostalgic and fabulous and want to show off my new shoes while getting a toss and tickle from my old luvvy. I want to see that old arse of yours in person. When am I being brought home to your man, anyway? Wrap me up to go after lunch, maybe? No, I've plans, wait. Maybe Saturday, luv. What bloody day is it today? Friday? Bloody Hell. Just settled on the year, give me a moment!
By the by, I've an urge to go dancing. Later, maybe. Jack, my dearest, you'll have to take me out. Oooh, or Alice luvvy, you and I could go, couldn't we? Where's that House chap? Do you dance, ducky, or should I count you out? Somebody was a dancer in there. Oooh, Karen lover! You want to a bit of a visit? I'm a bit scattered today, but then, when am I not? |
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[Feb. 20th, 2008|03:46 pm] |
Being rich is boring, especially since I didn't earn any of it. So, I'm going to get a job.
Anyone hiring? I could probably find a job doing what I used to, but I figured I'd see if anyone needs someone first. I can waitress, and I'm good with people. |
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[Feb. 19th, 2008|11:15 pm] |
Alright, what the bloody hell was that? Jack, get your arse outside, I've been lifted and moved against me will and am now locked out of the bloody building! And who the Hell is the young couple with the ugly runt? Come on, luv, open up so I can get some trousers on, huh? Making a bad impression, I am. Or a bloody great one, depending on what sort of people these new ones are!
JACK! JACK DENT! Open. The bloody. DOOR! Hear that knocking? It's a foreshadowing of what I'll be doing, ducky, to your head once I'm in! Hurry up! |
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