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yendiI've spent the day dealing with packing issues, including an ill-advised foray into the storage shed (which, unbeknownst to me, was also being used to store mosquitos). My legs hurt, my back hurts, and I haven't had the three or four hours alone in my own fucking house that I need to emotionally fucking recharge. I'm done, but don't stick a fork in me; give me a fork gun (like the stake machine gun from Van Helsuck) so I can stick forks in random passers-by instead.
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Date: 2004-05-18 02:00 pm (UTC)It's proven influential enough to generate ideas for a text adventure (http://www.livejournal.com/community/ubergeeks/25773.html), which I believe should be called Spork, of course.
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Date: 2004-05-19 06:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-19 12:12 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-19 12:38 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-19 01:09 pm (UTC)*hugs*
Date: 2004-05-18 02:13 pm (UTC)TWICE.
Packing is not fun, and you don't get any time to yourself.
You're going to have to make time, and just force a couple hours away from the mess. Otherwise, you just might go insane...if you're not already.
Re: *hugs*
Date: 2004-05-19 06:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-18 04:19 pm (UTC)*gives all my forks to u* but no sticking of forks in family members, friends and pets. okay cats are allowedd =P
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Date: 2004-05-19 06:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-19 09:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-19 04:37 am (UTC)