they taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies, your little spies

May 12, 2009 20:45

So none of you played that game I posted the rules for. I'm most disappointed. But life goes on right? Where do you think the highest rate of murders take place? And do you think there is lots of people thirsting for revenge willing to call upon a Fury to deal out said revenge?

I'm actually dying of boredom. Work. Is. Rubbish. Especially seeing as though the curator had a heart attack and they shoved me in charge. Taking care of a museum isn't as much fun as you think it is. And that film, Night At the Museum, is so misleading. I don't see any solid gold tablets bringing the freaking place to life at night. There isn't even a solid gold tablet to nick and sell on the black market... not that I'd ever dream of doing something like that.

Gah.
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