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[Apr. 25th, 2009|12:19 am] |
Seriously, though, Murphy's Law? The opening's tomorrow. Ugh. I hate life, sometimes.
( Mars )
( Mr. Wood ) |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|12:24 am] |
Alright. That's enough with the sulking.
I think I'm going into sugar withdrawl, after the last few weeks. I have a creative answer or two to this... if only I had someone to share them with.
Hm. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|12:26 am] |
Once again, not sure how much of a difference it makes here, but it bears sayin':
Sorry, Moscow. I didn't know it was a power grid I was lookin' at. I put it back.
Please don't kill me. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|01:37 am] |
At 1:28, April 25th, 2009, Soren Elias Chappu Skwigelf was brought into the world. Thank you to everyone who was there for me.
Happy birthday, my sons. You are both too precious to me. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|05:38 pm] |
( Sylar ) |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|07:53 pm] |
Ho there.
Everyone is invited.
Where?
My dance studio, of course.
Grand opening tonight. Right now, in fact.
Be there, you don't want to miss it!
Fun, games, food, most of all, dancing. So grab a friend or loved one, and come on over. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|08:14 pm] |
Will, baby? We need to talk. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|10:07 pm] |
Okay. You know what, I give up trying to understand this world. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|10:14 pm] |
[Confused, somewhat annoyed Romanian]
[Long silence]
...Hello? Is this damn thing on? You should know, I am not amused. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|10:21 pm] |
Three months was long enough for you to move the whole fucking hospital staff elsewhere? Impressive, bosslady.
Last I checked, a pink slip was a lot cheaper.
What the hell? |
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