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Ok, I need to write. I am going to write. (haha -- I'm going to pay someone to clean my house for me so I CAN write instead of doing housework, b/c we all know it doesn't get done anyways!) I'm probably going to wait until after the weekend and make a massive fic post then, though. Let's see, cute-guy-at-work (and yes, I know there's an 'a' in his name, I can't help my accent!) has made my week semi-enjoyable (and he missed me this morning b/c I didn't go in early like I have been -- I think he just missed that I bring food every morning!) and he's got a motorcycle (ok, so it's a Honda CBR, not a Harley or something, but still...) and I'm gonna stop before I start sounding like a school girl with her first crush. Anywho, I got the Beretta back today; my brother is taking bets on how long it'll take me to break something else. I don't know how long, but I can tell him what I'm gonna break next. The motor mount. B/c it's already slipping.

Ok, so, last time we did this I got a lot written, for whatever reason. So, who wants to play with me this time?


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