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[froodle]

Man, I hate being poor. You know what I'm eating right now, as part of my celebratory "yay, you survived another week at the House of Gas and you haven't been fired or even shot anybody in the face!" meal? Couscous. That's right, fucking couscous. No take-out pizza for Froodle, oh no, because despite working a forty hour week in the belly of the

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[incandescens]

I have the first 11 episodes of Supernatural season 4. Want to come round for a DVD afternoon/evening sometime?

[froodle]

How can I turn down 11 episodes of Jensen Ackles. Because, just to check, he totally comes back, right? Right?!

Anyway, I would love to come over - are you doing anything next Saturday?

[incandescens]

That would be Saturday 9th May, right? I'm free and would be glad to have you over.

I also have Repo: the Genetic Opera, if you haven't seen that yet.

[froodle]

Excellent, shall we say 3pm at the Dalek?

Was Repo at the West Yorkshire Playhouse recently? And it was like a Frankentein-type thing? Because I think I've seen it and if it's what I'm thinking of, it was awesome.

[googlebrat]

Hn.

You're in Leeds, right? Would you consider fleeing to a competitor if it paid better? I ask, because I think we might have opportunities coming up there in at least the next year or so.

[froodle]

Dude, right now I would consider whoring if it paid better. And, you know, there wasn't the ever-present risk of violence from the clients. Is that likely to be an issue?

[googlebrat]

Not really!

Watch this space. Leeds is one of our growing centres. (And honestly? We're not bad to work for. Lots of opportunities at least.)

[froodle]

Awesome, I shall keep a weather eye on the employment horizon. And hope it contains rum.