Sunday Morning

[wrightswrongs]

First off--No, I am not in my apartment at the moment. Neither is my daughter. I'm not at the old office either (why would I be?) so go look somewhere else. Kid, I owe you one for getting Tru out yesterday afternoon

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[miles_distant]

Not alright. Got shot. Sounsd like your earthquake experience was... something. Stay safe.

[wrightswrongs]

I heard. I'm coming over this afternoon-- gotta straighten some other things out first, though.

...And for goodness sake lie back and stop hanging around Livejournal.

[miles_distant]

Do you know how boring it is to just lay in bed!? Besiodes, if I can't assidst at the apprehension of the escapd criminals I at least want to see whats happening. Gumshoe has certainly been busy.

Ugh then agaiun Im having difficulty finding a happy medium between coherence and excruciating pain so maybe i'll dial the painkillers back up.

[miles_distant]

No wait what don'y cpome out of hiding! The two of us together would be too tantaslising a prize. In fact screen this. Jesus.

((everything in this thread is now screened))

[wrightswrongs]

"Tantalizing a prize"? Look, just stop replying for your own sake. I'll bring you a book or something.

[miles_distant]

I'm perfectly capable. But on a completely unrelated matter the nurses have advised me to stop agitating myself so there you go. I will be seeing you.