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entry fifty five: swing doesn't sew.
Which one of you criminal types shot holes into all the furniture in level one?
Some of us have to fix these things, you know. and I'm no upholsterer.
Dean, a word, if you would.
All my frien anyone I particularly
[Private to Martha]
You know you said I could talk to you?
Can I take you up on that?
((ooc: Swing signed up for maintainance. ( Read more... ) -
entry fifty three: dragging himself out of that there ball of useless.
Well, this is going to be a blunt question, but I'm curious ( Read more... ) -
entry fifty two: it's a 'great, my life was worthless' ball.
Just what this place needs. Insects. Who's angered the Gods?
[Private to the Doctor]
why didn't you tell
everything I've ever
how much of what I thought was just
was it reall
I want to talk to you.
I also want a drink. Let me in the pub. First and only request.
[Private to the Rani - written about two am, and in a slightly sleep ( Read more... )