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sabbie
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so, so tired. work from 7am on a sunday morning, ten thousand otehr people at work all needed to scream at me, such a long afternoon and now, to top it all off i jsut broke the front door, trying to open it and the handle breaks off and the door it still steadfastly closed and becclebee wonders wether she will have to stay the night. not to call in sick and go op shopping but to call in trapped and sit around my house all day monday.
call_in_trapped. that describes this feeling so perfectly.
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-{::EphemeralArcs::}-
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so_tired.
as the great advice given to me:
shhh now.
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sabbie
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and to top it all off, the door bit me! its last dying action was to latch on and draw blood.
ARRRG!
thats it, im going to bed.
call me when the four horsemen get here.
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they've been and gone dearie.
turns out the ones of prophecy are really their cousins.
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stork daddy
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and it didn't ask for my help?
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blown cherry
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I get happy for a little while,
but this displeases the universe,
so it rebels and puts all it's efforts into making me sad again.
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admit one
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it all starts with one damn upstart of a celestial speck that gets smart to the dependence of all these other littler specks with their little paths of revolution around it... and then it thinks its little intergalactic gang is the center of the universe. well! listen, sunny, you ain't all that and a bag of ...astro...naut... ice_cream ...
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