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It must be autumn, the brainweasels are returning to their winter breeding grounds all tanned and rested and looking for luuuurve. The first round off the plane have been mostly B. agencyuus, which are the ones who go on about how if I can't actually even get things that I pay for, or for that matter get paid myself for work already performed, then ipso facto I must not actually exist and would I please stop taking up more valuable people's space. They can be identified by their loud plumage and mocking quotations of calypso songs.

It's going to be a long winter.

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feeling: depressed depressed

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ashnistrike From: ashnistrike Date: September 9th, 2014 10:42 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
*hugs*

You totally exist, and I have observed you. With experimental replication, even.
bibliofile From: bibliofile Date: September 12th, 2014 06:36 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
calypso songs??? Sort of like the Harry Belafonte in Beetlejuice? So sorry. (I actually like Harry Belafonte)

[kicks brainweasels]
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