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billytea - May 30, 2007 7:49:04 pm PDT #832 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

billytea, despite your tragic description, somehow I fail to feel any sympathy for you. I'll be more than happy to trade you our hot, humid and hazy for your temperate 50 degree winters.

Pfft. I had enough of that over my four summers in Philly. I'll stick with the sunburnt country theme for a while, methinks.

Daisy Jane - May 30, 2007 7:49:53 pm PDT #833 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Kittehs!! So cute!

I'm excited because I'm the godmother (which I'm a heathen, athiest, and religion sceptic, so it really means a lot to me that she thinks I'm a good enough person to do the job) of her son. Yay! New girl type cherub!

Aims - May 30, 2007 7:50:16 pm PDT #834 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I'm being cheered up!

ChiKat - May 30, 2007 7:58:27 pm PDT #835 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

he had years of health and playing and petting and belly-rubs....

Senor had a great human to boss around and be loved by. He was a very lucky kitty.

So, I have a 2nd interview tomorrow for a job I really want. Job~ma around 7am board time, por favor??

Aims - May 30, 2007 7:59:53 pm PDT #836 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Job~ma, ChiKat!

Maria - May 30, 2007 8:00:48 pm PDT #837 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

Yeah, the last few days of his life sucked, but he had years of health and playing and petting and belly-rubs....

And you never had to vacuum up cat hair. Now *that's* a considerate cat.

But I'm still not allowed to go to Dallas.

Your lung may be there. I think you should go and make sure.

BT, you have no magic in your heart. You mean you don't miss your shirt sticking to your skin all summer?

eta: Job~ma ChiKat!

tommyrot - May 30, 2007 8:02:14 pm PDT #838 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Go ChiKat!!

ChiKat - May 30, 2007 8:05:10 pm PDT #839 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

Thanks, y'all! This is for a full time drama teacher position. I want.

Daisy Jane - May 30, 2007 8:07:13 pm PDT #840 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Much jobma! Jobs for everybody! Or instant wealth! Jobs and instant wealth for everyone!

ION: Dude. This LJ thing is 'sploding my interwebs.

Maria - May 30, 2007 8:09:24 pm PDT #841 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

Are you on LJ, DJ?

I'm just now getting caught up. Damn.

Oh, and I'll take some of that instant wealth, please, with a side of contentment.

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