It's not rocket surgery.Careful you don't jump to contusions. If we hit that bullseye the rest of the dominoes will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate.
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End nonsense.
I forgot what music was like without the hum of computer cooling fans or a car engine beneath it. Sir Justin gave me new speakers for the old man tower, and now I've got the old ones hooked up to my iPod. It's just music. How crazy. How quaint.
Something like 6 inches of rain fell in just a couple days, it's not as bad as it is some years, but it's still a damn lake outside. I fucking love Washington. What do I do with the rest of my Sunday? It's 4pm and I don't have the will to do anything at all. Let's all get together and do something about gas prices, my car is lonely. Poor red wagon, poor Radio Flyer does not appreciate this neglect.
It's like someone bashed my head in with a magnet, there's zero brain activity.
Maybe a spoonful of productivity and a weak Indian cigarette is what I need. Babble at me.
Peaceful
BTW, I can't remember if I've asked you already or not, but do you have an LJ? It's pretty much the only place I keep up with now, cuz everyone else I know is on there, and because I don't have time to check all my frequents any more.
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I'm not an amazing actor,
but I play one on TV.
Nope, no LJ for Bee. Honestly, I don't frequent much of anything anymore except for Facebook, and that's only cuz it's sparkly and new and hasn't gotten stale yet. My online presence has been reduced to MSN and playing on Steam.
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Behind me painstaking barons burning weed-drug soldiers in huge piles of whale nets.
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