Mandela, apparently, is dead.


Threat Down. Sexy time. Let's hammer and sickle all night long, baby.

After looking up bus tickets from Exeter to NY, plane tickets from NY to CA, looking at the status of my checking account, and receiving multiple letters from my loan company, I am in a state of the sort of shock that pushes me beyond the ability to vent here in LJ (I know that I am whiny enough.) The only thing keeping me calm right now is this ( Read more... )

I'm cleaning up my friends list. Sorry if you were cut, but we probably didn't know one another that well anyway.

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