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I'd like to remind any of you wankers seeking to make trouble at The Excalibur on New Years Eve that if I find out about it I shan't hesitate to come find you and make you regret it. One day Excalibur will be mine, as is my birthright.

...I'm just fucking about, I'm not even working that night.

Party at my club for New Years Eve. Come for the drinks, stay for the fights. Drinks on the house at midnight only.

I am so glad Christmas is over...

Even though the Powers That Be at work have outlawed any sort of decoration for any holiday due to some hijinks with a plastic pumpkin, a batch of chemicals, and the fume hood last year, some enterprising and reckless coworkers decided to disregard this ruling.

Today I walked into the lab and saw this.

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It's our Chemis-tree. I think it's cute.

My lab partner and I have a bet going on how long it's going to last. She says tomorrow, I say Wednesday.

blabla odin is dead blabla stabbed blabla no suspects. who would have thought that it's so easy to kill the allfather.

this is like real life csi~

Boo hoo hoo. Poor Odin is dead, let's all mourn for him.

I for one am glad to see that loathsome bearded idiot dead. I only regret that I hadn't been the one to devour him.

Let's be frank here for a moment. I don't care for the Norse much, but regardless of whether Odin's death is part of the largely undefined descriptions of either good or bad, it matters. Right here and now.

So I'll be polite and offer my condolences for the loss of the All-Father to whomever it concerns.

It wasn't me.