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Normal people probably don't work twenty-one hours in two days.
I'm sleeping for eight or ten hours and then wallowing in Drops. So there. -
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Serious closed captioning error:
What it should have said: There's now a $350 horn blowing fine in New York City.
What it said: There's now a $350 porn blowing fine in New York City. -
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Oh yes...
Petition to save Doctor Who Confidential.
http://www.petitionbuzz.com/petitions/savedwc
Go, sign because I need someone to occasionally explain the episodes to me. Okay? -
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I should not be allowed near Twitter. Ever. It's not a good thing for me to air my views on matters every few minutes when LJ is down or running slow. Or Angry Birds has been beaten. -
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A bit of something or another, maybe 'Still Life With Crows'. I'm not sure yet. I would kill for a Garak to play this off of for help.
( I open the door of the cell and go. I am so bowed I only see my feet, if I open my eyes, and between my legs a little trail of black dust. I say to myself that the earth is extinguished, though I never saw it lit. ) -
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Dear Frith, my twitter account still works after being dropped for over a year. -
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I wonder what it says about me that I go from watching 'Final Destination' to 'Daffy Duck's Quackbusters' without so much as a blink.
I'm still trying to figure out why I watch Final Destination at all. The men aren't hot. The storyline is crap. I know what's going to happen. Yet I can't turn away from one. -
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Not dead. Just managed to pull up line while attempting to dig a drainage ditch. I know it's a horrible stereotype, but I was just not made to go out with a shovel and dig anywhere. I did find out that living out here in the middle of nowhere means that it takes forever for anyone to get out here and fix it.
In other news, yay Alaska PFD! -
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Title: A Lack of Sunlight
Pairing: Garak/Bashir
Rating/Warnings: Eh, PG-13
Word Count: 1440
Summary: This is for crowdog66 who isn't worthless or alone.
I once knew a madman who thought the end of the world had come. He was a painter-and engraver. I had a great fondness for him. I used to go and see him, in the asylum. I'd take him by the hand and drag him ( Read more... )