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[Mar. 27th, 2009|07:47 am] |
OH WHAT THE HELL
This had better be the effects of spiked or moldy coffee.
And I needed that bloody socket wrench to finish the job. Someone's gonna fucking notice I look like Maria from Metropolis.. |
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[Mar. 18th, 2009|08:33 am] |
This world is almost as odd as the one I came from. I find myself unsure as to what I will do with myself here. Without my past accompanying me, I am... free.
This feels odd. |
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[Feb. 27th, 2009|11:36 am] |
ACK, Ugh. Oh God.... Yup that's the right taste.
If that sounds like a tempting way to lose higher function, swing on by the auto shop in the Whitechapel district. I am not responsible for death, bodily harm to others or vengeful attacks on mannequins. |
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[Feb. 4th, 2009|09:23 am] |
Tubing? handful of quid
Cold forged wrench set? 40, probably
Fixing the coolers in the auto bay while the blokes are bitchin' on their smoke break? 26.5min
Watching them walk around, adjusting themselves, trying to not be impressed? Priceless.
This kind of work is way bloody easier when you have supplies. |
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