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May 24, 2006 20:02

Today? Iffy.

Morning was ok until I hit a duck on the way to work. I think it was a duck. I didn't have time to do more than notice IT WAS FLYING IN FRONT OF MY CAR and that there was a car in oncoming traffic, and thus, I had nowhere to go.

You can add it to the endangered species Lyssie has killed, next to the armadillo I nailed on the way to Texas last year.

Poor woodface got the brunt of my "OMG SO BORED" emails today. Sigh. Boss better be in tomorrow, I'd like to actually do some fucking work, tyvm.

Dynamite Entertainment seems to be following Image's original business model: Promise lots of shit and then be later than fuck in delivering on it (Painkiller Jane? Oh, it's supposed to be an ONGOING? Gosh. Never would've guessed that, GIVEN IT'S BEEN TWO MONTHS since issue one.) -- Which means, BSG #0? Still not out. And the comicstore guy says he doesn't think it'll be hitting stands until JULY.

Yeah.

XF#7 Dear Layla, PLEASE DIE ALREADY. No love, me.

Dear Peter David, Yeah, yeah, you're trying, but she's still a fucking obnoxious Mary Sue. Nice going with M showing a little emotion. Me. PS. Pls see previous rant about Temperance Brennan and the obnoxious mentioning of being an alcoholic EVERY FUCKING CHAPTER. Also, pls see previous statements about Layla, please stop making everyone like her. It's fucking annoying.

Hrm. X-Men 3 tomorrow night = ME DEAD ON FRIDAY. Oh well.

Also. The apartment needs cleaning. *disappears*

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