Guess who’s had insomnia for two nights in a row?
Guess who is still sniffling and coughing and not-quite-over The Ick?
Guess who isn’t going to be making it out to Goth Night for the third week in a row?
Dammit, dammit, dammit. No, we are not amused, not one little bit.
Guess who is still sniffling and coughing and not-quite-over The Ick?
Guess who isn’t going to be making it out to Goth Night for the third week in a row?
Dammit, dammit, dammit. No, we are not amused, not one little bit.
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Oooooo....oooooo...ooooo!!!!
I know! I know!
It was you, wasn't it?
That blows.
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Poop
Poop.
Get better, dammit. Stupid Ick - Ick won't be part of my future Arsenal of Evil, I promise.
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Re: Poop
If your schedule permits, how 'bout next week?
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Re: Poop
Schedule-permitting may consist of, "Well, since I don't work anymore at all, why the hell not..."
They're cutting contracts, starting 2 days ago.
*sigh*
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Re: Poop
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Re: Poop
I suspect I'll be told if/when my contract is cut when they're publishing the next week's schedules - that's Thursdays.
We'll see.
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And, what concerns me more than the cold still being there is that you are reffering to yourself in the plural.....now THAT is scary!
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Awesome stuff, and is good hot, too. I survived the threat of Luke's chest cold because I went through 3 gallons of it in 3 days. :)
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And I still have to get you and Pete your presents.