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You get one thing taken care of and three more take its place. I am sick to death of injury and mayhem hounding my family.

I've had terrible interrogation dating luck lately.

Let's try this again!

JOB.
DO YOU WANT ONE?
WE HAVE ONE.
PART TIME/VARYING HOURS.
BE FUNNYAWESOME.

Talk to us here or stop by For the Lulz! [address, Huntington Beach]

Ask for Fred. Or George.

I dreamed about living, evil cookies last night. I don't even know what these dreams are about, anymore. I mean. . . evil cookies?

You know, there's advantages to being able to blend into the shadows. For one, whenever someone at work hits on me and I want to flee? Bam. Fled. For two, I'm faster, and nobody's punched me in ... five months.

So hey, maybe there's an upside to being an evil frost monster djinn in my dreams, right?

There's no water in my apartment. No notice. No warning. Nothing. Apparently they're doing 'work' on the pipes and things got fucked up.

So no water for like a couple of days.

Guess I'm eating out and being dirty for a week.

Ain't people supposed to warn about this shit?

So I totally had a Ben & Jerry threesome last night, and did not even regret it in the morning. I guess there is an upside after all.